Luyện nghe bài hát Peruvian Cocaine

[Intro: the film "Scarface"]
[Host:] I've whispers about the financial support
your receives from the drug industry.

[Guest:] Well, the of this, of course, is that
this money, is in the billions, is coming from
your country. You see, you are the major of
our national product, which is of cocaine.

On one hand, you're saying the United States
government is spending millions of to
eliminate the flow of drugs our streets. At the
same time, we are business with the very same
goverment is flooding our streets with cocaine.

[Guest:] Mmm-hmm, si, si. Let me show you a few
characters are involved in this tragic comedy.

starts]

[Two Men in Spanish]

[Immortal Technique -
I'm on the border of Bolivia, working for
Treated like a slave, the coke have to be ready
The of my people is starving, broken and sweaty
about revolution (REVOLUTION!) looking at my machete
But the is too heavy to rise up in arms
And if I ran away, I know they'd murder my moms
So I to "Heso Preisto" when I go to the mission
the cocaine, paced and play my position

[Pumpkinhead - Cocaine Boss]
Ok, listen while I'm out there, just give me my
we chop off ya hands for worker's misconduct
I got the power to shoot a copper, and not get
And it would be sad to see your in front of a firing squad
So to feed your kids, I these bricks
40 in total, let me test it, indeed I [sniff]
Shit, this is good, pass me a
And don't worry about them, I off the officials

- Peruvian Leader]
Yo, it don't come as a challenge, I'm the son of of the foulest
by my people...the only one on the ballot
Born and bred to consult feds, I laugh at fate
And assassinate my to have his place
In a fashion state, lock the nation
With 90% of the in 10% of the population
The Intelligence Agency takes weight faithfully
The finest type of China white and you'll see

[Tonedeff - Drug Distributor]
Honey I'm home, nevermind why our bank account's grown
It's funny, we're so out of this from this money we owe
Woulda ya...mind if I you I had two governments overthrown
To our son enrolled in a private school, and to keep ya tummy swollen
C'mon, our fuckin' home was built on the of bloody throats
The hungry stolen of souls, of course this country's runnin' coke
I took a stunted oath to hush the one's who
But CIA conducts the flow of these hustlers who lust for dough

[Poison Pen - Drug
I don't work in the (Hit my connect)
Plus really good, they supply for the hood
These dudes fucking crack me up, scrutinize like we
Petrified when we meet in my (calm down)
My shoot until I say so, got the loot?
Give me the YAY YAY like Ice Cube, so don't play my llello
We stop for you bastards
Must (?), chop it and bag it

- Undercover Police Officer]
Taking pictures and tapping
Debating and cracking codes
a couple, blast the fo',
Want any hustler dough with probably crack the blow
And my is where your taxes go
I gain your
Get you to hand to us because we paid up front
On the low with cameras ya
Getting pop away? The sentence is going to
the officer leave with two ki's out the evidence room

[C-Rayz - Prison Inmate]
Out the evidence [Said with Loucipher]
my fame, truck, boat or plane, they watching you
You think you got They copping too
We blocks, they lock countries
Ya own companies, we had nice cars and money
Now there's players out there, talking 'bout the
With bugs in they house they down South with windows open
Your dough ain't long, you wrong, you shorts and (?)
Feds will be up in your mouth...like forks and
So enjoy the rush, plush off Coke bread
Soon you'll be in a cell with me, Jenny Lopez
In school, I was a bully, now is fully a joke
I keep a flow on a boat for Coke
do favors for governers and tax makers
Fat Quakers smoke and sex acts with bad mayors
The walls got ears, you big mouths scared
Not to do years like Javier

[Immortal Technique
The story just told is an example of the that
drugs take on their way to neighborhood, in
state of this country. It's a lot deeper than
the on your block. So when they point the
finger at you, brother men, is what you've got to tell them:

[Wesley Snipes - from "New City"]
I'm not guilty. YOU'RE the one guilty. The
lawmakers, the politicians, the drug lords,
all you who lobby making drugs legal. Just
like you did alcohol during the prohibition.
You're the one guilty. I mean, c'mon, let's kick
the ballistics here: Ain't no Uzi's in Harlem.
Not one of us in owns a poppy field. This thing
is bigger (Immortal Technique). This is big
business. is the American way.