Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

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Being here in doesn't make you an American
Being born here in America make you an American
Why if birth made you an American you wouldn't any legislation
You need any amendments to the Constitution
I don't see any American dream, I see an American
I'm one of the 42 million black who are the victims of America

Aiyyo we all in now, all in together now
Hard soldierin, hard truth soldier SHIT
Keep on servin 'em, cause you we do work
Mashin in my Chevy down the of New York, they feel me
I smooth grip, and hit up the
Snatch Flav as my dual pipes burn up the
We bumpin hardcore, heavyweight, blast
On the street they hear my beat, my 69 is
Smash down Lennox, up to the 'View
Some reporter holla and I said it was cool
know about the album and the Enemy's new
How P.E. and Guerilla Funk is it movin
Breakin talkin politics, you know how it go
'Bout the war and how it's shitty that we murder for
Then the reporter asked a question, I had to mash
How, I would act if every day was maybe my
How if day I worried 'bout my family in this
I'd be murdered on these street in a of piss
Or if I would get some news that my brother had
If they ran up in my house and held my kids and my
Or if we was and somebody took all our thangs
If my sister was abducted, never heard again
I to compare it, so he could observe
I made the parallels with how they livin abroad
I can't ignore it, these pigs ride in the streets
Cap a nigga for his wallet, another for free
And the cold part about it, life is cheaper that
Down there people on the bottom kill other for scraps
that, propoganda got the people confused
Damned by the media keep 'em subdued
I been around the world, seen a lot of in my life
Same sirens, same ghetto birds at night
racism, profilin each of us all
Same outsiders where we enforcin the law
Gats clappin on the streets, gunplayin heat
prisons full of brothers herded in like sheep
Same turncoats burn folks for pay
conditions in communities we die everyday
Same brutality and ignorance, now what it take
to break the motherfuckin cycle, get the away?
That's why I'm fresh out of tears for 'em, all out of for 'em
Even though my heart goes out, what the you cryin 'bout?
Money for rebuilding but, what about
When the way we live is where's the love for our own?
I decide it, it's real, I hit you with proof
Maybe I'll be suicided cause I hit you with
See they kill for less what we say on records to you
Hear the in the music from a rebel to you, now listen

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Save my you gotta, save my life you gotta [x3]
Save us, us