Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege Part 2

Pulled the parking lot, parked it
Zipped up my parka, the procession of marchers
In my head like, "is awkward?
Should I even be marching?"
Thinking if can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not
And I thought about it, we are not "we"
Am I in the looking in, or am I in the inside looking out?
Is it my to give my two cents?
Or should I stand on the side and my mouth?
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm that
They're chanting out, "black matter," but I don't say it back
Is it for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police look the same as me
Only separated by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a
A shield, a gun with gloves and that gives an alibi
In somebody dies behind a bullet that flies out of the nine
another child's life on sight

Blood in the streets, no justice, no
No racist beliefs, no rest we're free
There's in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest 'til free
Blood in the streets, no justice, no
No beliefs, no rest 'til we're free
There's in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no 'til we're free

exploited and stolen the music, the moment
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy
The culture was never yours to make
You're Miley, you're Elvis, you're Azalea
Fake and so plastic, you've heisted the
You've taken the drums and the you rapped in
Your of hip-hop, it's so fascist and backwards
That Grandmaster Flash'd go slap it, you
All the money that you
All the watered down pop-bullshit of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with your big-ass
Get a big-ass fence, people out
It's all stolen, anyway, can't you see that
no way for you to even that out
You can join the march, protest, scream and
Get on Twitter, hashtag and seem you're down
But they see through it all, people believe you
You said publicly, "rest in peace, Brown"
You about equality, but do you really mean it?
Are you marching for freedom, or when convenient?
Want people to like you, want to be
That's probably why you are out here
Don't for a second you don't have incentive
Is this about you, well, what's your intention?
the intention?
What's the

"Pssst, I get it
You're by yourself and the last thing you want to do is a picture
But seriously, my girl loves you
She's always singing, 'I'm gonna pop some
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you even got him to go
And 'One Love,' oh my God, song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, that song came out
My son told his whole class he was proud
That's so cool, look what you're
the old mom like me likes it, 'cause it's positive
You're the only hip-hop I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all that negative it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the guns and the
The bitches and the hoes and the gangs and the
Even the protest outside, so sad, and so
If a cop you over, it's your fault if you run"
(Huh?)

Damn, a lot of opinions, a lot of confusion, a lot of
of us scared, some of us defensive
And most of us aren't even paying
It like we're more concerned with being called racist
Than we actually are with
I've heard that silences are action and God knows that I've passive
What if I read a article, actually had a dialogue
Actually looked at myself, actually got
If I'm of my privilege and do nothing at all, I don't know
Hip-hop has been political, yes
It's the reason why this connects
So what the fuck has happened to my voice if I stay when black people are dying
I'm trying to be politically correct?
I can a whole tour, sell out the tickets
Rap entrepreneur, built his own
If I'm only in this for my own self-interest, not the culture that gave me a to begin with
Then this isn't authentic, it is just a
The D.I.Y underdog, so
But the one thing the dream fails to mention
Is I was many steps ahead to with
My skin matches the hero, likeness, the
America feels with my music in their systems
And it's suited me perfect, the role, I've it
And if I'm the hero, you know who cast as the villain
White supremacy isn't just a dude in Idaho
White supremacy protects the privilege I
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that flies of my home
White is our country's lineage, designed for us to be indifferent
My success is the of the same system that let off Darren Wilson, guilty
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we up for black lives?
We to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from culture, but will we show up for black lives?

Your silence is a
is not a luxury
Your silence is a
is not a luxury
Your is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
Your is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we to set us free
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we to set us free