Luyện nghe bài hát Who Are You

Yeah, its wakin 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 the only language I clung ta
Claim ta, I bought up to become one
Ain't ya happy I chose rap, I'm tha?

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

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

You lucky if you allowed to witness this savvy
Wild? Hardly, a man's man who woulda
The beach houses and 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 and called that a Nazi sled
With a like he wonder where I got my bread

all these stones he see
From my shows
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 what you it is

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

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

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

Who give you the latest dances, and fashion?
But it comes to residuals, they look past us
Woven the fabric, they can't stand us
Even in white tee's, blue and red bandannas

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

(America, is not what you think it is)

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

If I could to the 1700's
I'd a wheelbarrow full of dynamite through your covenant
to sit in on the Senate and tell the whole government
Y'all don't treat women fair, she read about herself in the

Believin she the sin is here
You played her an apron like, Bring me my dinner, dear
She the here, ain't we in the free world?
Death penalty in Texas, kill boys and girls

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

(America, America)

(America, this is not you think it is)

(America, is not what you think it is)