Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege Part 2

Pulled into the parking lot, it
Zipped up my parka, joined the of marchers
In my head like, "is awkward?
Should I even be marching?"
if they can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not
And then I about it, we are not "we"
Am I in the outside looking in, or am I in the looking out?
Is it my place to my two cents?
Or I stand on the side and shut my mouth?
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm that
They're chanting out, "black lives matter," but I don't say it
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I and stand
In front of a line of that look the same as me
Only separated by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a
A shield, a gun gloves and hands that gives an alibi
In case somebody behind a bullet that flies out of the nine
Takes another child's on sight

in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no 'til we're free
There's blood in the streets, no justice, no
No beliefs, no rest 'til we're free
Blood in the streets, no justice, no
No racist beliefs, no rest 'til we're
blood in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest we're free

You've exploited and the music, the moment
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy
The culture was yours to make better
You're Miley, Elvis, you're Iggy Azalea
Fake and so plastic, you've the magic
You've taken the drums and the you rapped in
Your brand of hip-hop, it's so fascist and
That Flash'd go slap it, you bastard
All the money you made
All the watered down pop-bullshit of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with big-ass house
Get a big-ass fence, people out
It's all stolen, anyway, you see that now?
There's no way for you to that out
You can join the march, protest, scream and
Get on Twitter, and seem like you're down
But see through it all, people believe you now?
You said publicly, "rest in peace, Brown"
You speak about equality, but do you mean it?
Are you marching for freedom, or when it's
people to like you, want to be accepted?
That's probably why you are out protesting
Don't for a second you don't have incentive
Is this about you, well, what's your intention?
the intention?
What's the

"Pssst, I get it
You're by and the last thing you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my girl loves you
She's always singing, 'I'm gonna pop tags'
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you got him to go thrifting
And 'One Love,' oh my God, song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, when that came out
My son his whole class he was actually proud
That's so cool, what you're accomplishing
Even the old mom like me likes it, it's positive
the only hip-hop that I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all that negative it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the guns and the
The bitches and the hoes and the and the thugs
the protest outside, so sad, and so dumb
If a cop pulls you over, it's fault if you run"
(Huh?)

Damn, a lot of opinions, a lot of confusion, a lot of
Some of us scared, some of us
And of us aren't even paying attention
It seems like we're more with being called racist
Than we are with racism
I've heard that silences are action and God knows that I've passive
What if I read a article, actually had a dialogue
Actually looked at myself, actually got
If I'm aware of my privilege and do nothing at all, I know
Hip-hop has been political, yes
It's the reason why music connects
So what the has happened to my voice if I stay silent when black people are dying
Then I'm trying to be politically
I can a whole tour, sell out the tickets
Rap entrepreneur, his own business
If I'm only in this for my own self-interest, not the culture that gave me a to begin with
Then isn't authentic, it is just a gimmick
The D.I.Y underdog, so
But the one thing the American fails to mention
Is I was steps ahead to begin with
My skin the hero, likeness, the image
America feels safe my music in their systems
And suited me perfect, the role, I've fulfilled it
And if I'm the hero, you know who gets cast as the
supremacy isn't just a white dude in Idaho
White supremacy the privilege I hold
supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that flies outside of my home
White supremacy is our country's lineage, designed for us to be
My success is the product of the system that let off Darren Wilson, guilty
We to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we stand by
We all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black lives?

Your silence is a
Hip-hop is not a
silence is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
Your silence is a
Hip-hop is not a
Your silence is a
Hip-hop is not a
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we to set us free
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we to set us free