Luyện nghe bài hát ABFF (Freestyle)

[Verse 1:
Hot damn, America again
of Sandra Bland as I'm starin' in the wind
The color of my skin, comparin' it to sin
The darker gets the less it has been
The hate, the hate made, I inherited from
But I ain't point the finga
We got annoyed (singers)
Nina, Marvin, Billie, Stevie
Need to them songs
Sometimes to me
Who freed me, or Cadillac?
Drinkin' or raps?
Or is it God's that we travel at
in our own habitat
Them guns and dope, man y'all can have it
As a matter (of) fact, we lab rats
You the projects for, now you want ya hood back
I if you could rap, you would express it too
That PTSD, we professionals
You what pressure do, it makes the pipes bust
From schools to y'all, they tryna pipe us
'Til political parties invite us
Instead of voting laws in us
You know, you know we from a family of (fighters)
Fight in, our wars and wars, you put a nigga in Star Wars
Maybe you need two, and then maybe then believe you
See black people, in the future, we weren't shipped
To rob and ya
We hold these truths ta (to) be
All men and women are created equal, black Americans
Yeah, black America again

[Verse 2:
We go here, we go here, we go again
'ill never get to be an older man
Black children, they childhood stole from
Robbed of our names and our language, stole
Who stole the from black folk?
Same man that stole the land from cheap smoke
And the whip crackle on our back slow
Made us go through the back
And raffle bodies on the slave blocks
Now we slaves to the blocks cause on 'em we shots
our own to lay in a box
Black mothers' stomach stay in a
We kill other, more than the cops
I the hatin' would stop
We are at war, in a battle us
I know that black matter, do they matter to us?
These are the things we gotta
The new plantation,
Instead of educate, they'd rather convict the
As dirty as the water in Flint, the is
Is it a or a misdemeanor?
Maria Sharapova makin' than Serena
It took Davis to say this
The roles of the help and the gangstas is really all gave us
We need [?], [?], and Cory
The of the Earth, they get the salt with sugar
And greasy foods, I don't believe the
Or radio, we refuse
Brainwashed into cyclone to
We our own story, black America again