Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

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

Aiyyo we all in now, all in together now
Hard truth soldierin, truth soldier SHIT
Keep on 'em, cause you know we do work
in my Chevy down the streets of New York, they feel me
I smooth grip, and hit up the
Snatch as my dual pipes burn up the block
We bumpin hardcore, heavyweight, blast
On the street hear my beat, my 69 is fast
Smash down Lennox, head up to the
Some reporter holla and I said it was cool
Wanna know about the album and the new
How P.E. and Funk is keepin it movin
Breakin bread politics, you know how it go
the war and how it's shitty that we murder for dough
Then the reporter asked a question, that I had to
How, I would act if every day was my last
How if every day I 'bout my family in this
I'd be murdered on these in a puddle of piss
Or if I would get some news that my had died
If they ran up in my house and held my and my wife
Or if we was and somebody took all our thangs
If my sister was abducted, never from again
I began to compare it, so he could
When I 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 it, life is cheaper than that
Down there people on the bottom kill each other for
Imagine that, propoganda got the confused
Damned by the media keep 'em subdued
I been around the world, a lot of shit in my life
Same sirens, same ghetto birds at night
Same racism, each of us all
Same outsiders we live enforcin the law
clappin on the streets, gunplayin with heat
Same prisons full of herded in like sheep
turncoats that'll burn folks for pay
Same in communities we die everyday
Same brutality and ignorance, now will it take
to the motherfuckin cycle, get the people away?
That's why I'm fresh out of for 'em, all out of tears for 'em
Even though my heart goes out, what the fuck you 'bout?
Money for rebuilding but, what home?
When the way we live is shitty the love for our own?
I can't it, it's real, I hit you with proof
I'll be suicided cause I hit you with truth
See they kill for than what we say on records to you
the message in the music from a rebel to you, now listen

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