Luyện nghe bài hát Who Are You

Yeah, its like up from a bad dream
(America)
to figure out you wasnt dreamin in the first place

If all I saw was gangsters comin up as a
Pussy and money the only I clung ta
ta, I bought myself up to become one
Ain't ya happy I chose rap, I'm tha?

Streets deceivin, can't my achievements
Cultural strata, persona's that of a
I don't need nada except for Prada beaver
For cold winters, tattoos got my summer's

To my G's on the flee the coppers
Stiff bodies on freeze in funeral
the slums I come up a phoenix caked up
Tryna take what I'm eatin n up a dismissive kid

You lucky if you to witness this savvy mouth
Wild? Hardly, a man's man who woulda
The houses and wild parties
and Stella McCartney's

For all that, how can I not be dead?
old German said I was a thug with a notty head
Looked at my Benz and that a Nazi sled
a face like he wonder where I got my bread

Probably all stones he see
my shows overseas
From to rhyme, my stories is
I'm from the home of the

America, pay
(America)
Wake up, is not what you think it is
(America)
America, pay
(America)
This is not you think it is

Blessed, the is a G, he gotta be
Who's the God of suckers and The economy
Lipstick from Marilyn Monroe blew a death to Fidel Castro
Hed want me to spit

Only the survive, Nas bear witness
The is all I can see
White cop acquitted for murder, cop, cop a plea
type of shit make me stop and think

We in chronic need of a look of the law books
And the race dichotomy
Too rappers, athletes and actors
But not niggas in NASA

Who you the latest dances, trends and fashion?
But when it to residuals, they look past us
Woven into the fabric, they stand us
Even in white tee's, blue and red bandannas

America, pay
(America)
up, this is not what you think it is
(America)
America, pay
(America)
is not what you think it is

(America, is not what you think it is)

Assassinations, diplomatic
indigenous people built a new nation
Involuntary labor, took a split a woman naval
Took her baby, let her man see you rape her

If I could travel to the
I'd push a wheelbarrow of dynamite through your covenant
Love to sit in on the and tell the whole government
Y'all don't treat women fair, she read about in the Bible

Believin she the reason sin is
You played her with an apron like, me my dinner, dear
She the nigger here, ain't we in the free
Death penalty in Texas, young boys and girls

Barbarity, I'm in the Double-R
Buggin how I made it out the hood, me
How far we from third world savagery?
When the empire fall imagine how that'll be

(America, America)

(America, this is not you think it is)

(America, this is not you think it is)