Luyện nghe bài hát Hannibal Lecture

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

Aiyyo we all in now, all in together now
truth soldierin, hard truth soldier SHIT
Keep on servin 'em, cause you we do work
Mashin in my Chevy down the streets of New York, feel me
I grip, and hit up the spot
Snatch Flav as my dual pipes up the block
We bumpin hardcore, heavyweight, b-boy
On the street hear my beat, my 69 is fast
down Lennox, head up to the 'View
Some reporter wanna and I said it was cool
Wanna know about the album and the new
How P.E. and Guerilla Funk is keepin it
Breakin talkin politics, you know how it go
'Bout the war and how it's shitty that we murder for
Then the reporter asked a question, that I had to
How, I act if every day was maybe my last
How if every day I worried 'bout my in this
I'd be murdered on these street in a puddle of
Or if I would get some news that my brother had
If they ran up in my house and my kids and my wife
Or if we was looted and took all our thangs
If my sister was abducted, never heard from
I began to it, so he could observe
When I made the parallels with how livin abroad
I can't ignore it, these pigs ride deep in the
Cap a for his wallet, beat another for free
And the part about it, life is cheaper than that
Down there people on the bottom kill each for scraps
Imagine that, propoganda got the people
Damned by the media keep 'em subdued
I been around the world, seen a lot of in my life
Same sirens, same ghetto swirlin at night
Same racism, each of us all
outsiders where we live enforcin the law
Gats on the streets, gunplayin with heat
prisons full of brothers herded in like sheep
Same turncoats burn folks for pay
Same conditions in communities we die
Same and ignorance, now what will it take
to the motherfuckin cycle, get the people away?
why I'm fresh out of tears for 'em, all out of tears for 'em
Even though my heart out, what the fuck you cryin 'bout?
for rebuilding but, what about home?
When the way we is shitty where's the love for our own?
I can't decide it, it's real, I hit you with
Maybe be suicided cause I hit you with truth
See they kill for than what we say on records to you
Hear the message in the from a rebel to you, now listen

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