Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege Part 2

Pulled the parking lot, parked it
up my parka, joined the procession of marchers
In my like, "is this awkward?
Should I be here marching?"
Thinking if can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking they chant, what do I sing?
I want to take a stance we are not free
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 place to give my two
Or should I stand on the side and my mouth?
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm that
They're out, "black lives matter," but I don't say it back
Is it for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and stand
In of a line of police that 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 case somebody dies behind a that flies out of the nine
another child's life on sight

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

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

"Pssst, I get it
by yourself and the last thing you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my little girl you
She's always singing, gonna pop some tags'
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you even got him to go
And 'One Love,' oh my God, song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, when that song out
My son his whole class he was actually proud
so cool, look what you're accomplishing
Even the old mom like me likes it, 'cause it's
You're the only that I let my kids listen to
you get it, all that negative stuff it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the and the drugs
The bitches and the and the gangs and the thugs
the protest outside, so sad, and so dumb
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
Some of us scared, some of us
And most of us aren't paying attention
It seems like we're more concerned with called racist
Than we actually are racism
I've heard silences are action and God knows that I've been passive
What if I actually read a article, actually had a
Actually looked at myself, actually got
If I'm aware of my privilege and do nothing at all, I know
Hip-hop has always political, yes
the reason why this music connects
So what the fuck has happened to my voice if I stay silent when black are dying
Then I'm trying to be politically
I can book a whole tour, sell out the
Rap entrepreneur, his own business
If I'm only in for my own self-interest, not the culture that gave me a voice 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 safe with my music in their systems
And it's suited me perfect, the role, fulfilled it
And if I'm the hero, you know who gets cast as the
White supremacy just a white dude in Idaho
White supremacy protects the privilege I
supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that flies outside of my home
White is our country's lineage, designed for us to be indifferent
My success is the product of the same 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 we show up for black lives?
We want to dress like, like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we up for black lives?

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