Luyện nghe bài hát You Can't Stop Us Now

(feat. Eban of The Stylistics & The Last Poets)

Willie Lynch to Willie Hutch
on
We
Made Gucci this shit, too
and ties
Player
Pray to
Picture wax museums full of Black Panther OGs
Jemima hos
Historic shit
from long time ago
Stagecoach the horse, kid
doctors
Good old
Sip
coons, shines and darkies
I love
Pyramids to cotton fields to Fields
Forgotten men who get killed
addicts
The blast and peace to the rich lady
Purse snatcher in the back
I your hunger, kid
I know hung your dad
Burnt mama crib
I know hurt you bad
Mystery
From gold to and back to gold
We act we home
Matter fact, we are
Bad
Octaroon tones
Slave turned to soul food
and neck bones
Betsy sewed the first American flag
Bet she had a nigga her to help her old ass

As Baldwin says
You can only be by believing
That you really are the white world considers
A

No matter how you try
You stop us now

be stopped
Yo on
The other night they showed crimes
a Blood time
Cause he with his canine

Humane
Go to China, see how they
See they eat
Better yet ask whoever
Which animal makes
If not for suede you have survived the Dark Ages?
Cannibal of the anti-Caucasians
Still you your steak tartar
Pinot
David Starr on the of Sammy Davis
He helped pave the way for Southern and them Harlem shakers
Now we our papers
And try to the words
To stop our money
But you escape us