Luyện nghe bài hát 40 Acres

She put her reparations in a handbag
He spent his reparations on his swag, swag
A nigga, put your fortunes in a sandbag
Laugh at your misfortune then we put it in a
Ain't no leaders leisure, only reapers, ain't no sowers
get higher, we get lower, damn it's over
If racism a color then it's damn sure in the class
Got the on each other, you got niggas then there's blacks
You got crackers then there's whites, separated by the
After five hundred years, we play for the same team
Smokescreen, the president a black guy
It no reason why you shouldn't have success, right?

Forty and a Muller
I spent my reparations on the
I a timepiece, now ain't no lookin' back
Now ask them muthafuckas the fuck they lookin' at
Uh, forty acres and a mule, forty acres and a
These actin' fuckin' fools, for forty acres and a mule

Anybody interrupt freedom, 'em
Word to F. Williams, feel 'em
Devil got me to my stomach, boo
Word to Muhammad, ooh
I don't a damn what the preacher ever tell y'all
Jesus, Muhammad, comin', woo
I'mma tell y'all what the ancestors shoulda done did when they seen the first comin', yeah
Killed every man, child, woman, every damn thing on it
Killed everything if it looked European, send it back to the like, ho
You ever step your in Kemet, bitch we slit your throat
We send them funny fuck boy preacher back to the Pope
is you? Fuck your Zeus or fuck Medusa
This the school of Shaka
Fast forward to the future, do you
We dyin' and they cryin' and we screamin' hallelujah
them crackas ask why? Say we did it for the Muller fucker

Forty and a Muller
I my reparations on the jeweler
I bought a timepiece, now no lookin' back
Now ask muthafuckas what the fuck they lookin' at
Uh, acres and a mule, forty acres and a mule
These niggas actin' fuckin' fools, for acres and a mule

my clip up for Zimmerman
Filling my pocket Benjamins
Who the fuck are I been a man
Them see me, "Oh not him again"
Tear your ass out the jump, finger to Trump
Fuck the police, they crooked as they
pull you over and know you legit
Ask you for your license, when you reach they dump
Now the prison yard like the cotton
nigga's snitchin', that's what got 'em killed
Nigga thought he it 'cause he got a deal
First album poured been outta
Not quite dude, back to blow
On some 24s I send it here, learn to stay silent
Learn from these streets then they did in they college
I'm certified, murder guys
But my niggas still far civilized
Kill for anything but civil rights, beat a murder case if it's a life
Heard it the king, from the king
you mean, bitch?
Trade my forty acres for my Muller and my necklace,

Forty acres and a
I my reparations on the jeweler
I a timepiece, now ain't no lookin' back
Now ask them muthafuckas what the fuck they at
Uh, forty acres and a mule, forty and a mule
These niggas actin' fools, for forty acres and a mule