Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

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

Aiyyo we all in now, all in together now
truth soldierin, hard truth soldier SHIT
Keep on servin 'em, cause you we do work
in my Chevy down the streets of New York, they feel me
I smooth grip, and hit up the
Snatch Flav as my dual pipes up the block
We hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy blast
On the street hear my beat, my 69 is fast
down Lennox, head up to the 'View
Some reporter wanna holla and I it was cool
Wanna know the album and the Enemy's new
How P.E. and Funk is keepin it movin
bread talkin politics, you know how it go
'Bout the war and how it's shitty that we for dough
Then the reporter asked a question, that I had to
How, I act if every day was maybe my last
How if day I worried 'bout my family in this
I'd be murdered on these street in a puddle of
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 looted and somebody took all our
If my sister was abducted, heard from again
I began to compare it, so he could
When I made the parallels with how they abroad
I can't ignore it, pigs ride deep in the streets
Cap a nigga for his wallet, beat for free
And the cold part about it, life is cheaper that
Down there people on the bottom kill other for scraps
Imagine that, got the people confused
by the media that keep 'em subdued
I been the world, seen a lot of shit in my life
Same sirens, same ghetto swirlin at night
racism, profilin each of us all
Same where we live enforcin the law
clappin on the streets, gunplayin with heat
Same prisons full of herded in like sheep
Same that'll burn folks for pay
Same conditions in communities we die
brutality and ignorance, now what will it take
to break the motherfuckin cycle, get the people
That's why I'm out of tears for 'em, all out of tears for 'em
Even though my heart goes out, what the fuck you 'bout?
Money for rebuilding but, about home?
the way we live is shitty 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 than what we say on records to you
Hear the message in the music a rebel to you, now listen

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