Luyện nghe bài hát Amerika

'Posed to be of the free, I don't see how
Count me in, oh,
Oh, Amerika, Amerika,
Sweet of liberty, y'all

I'm this one for the struggle
And every bad doin' brotha, sista, and mother
Who livin' in the gutter you better cars
And a better heart, another
Yo' own and a place to park

You want a truck and ride and a life
A crib and a home cooked meal
Every single night, feel with you
through but I coulda warned you
When time to be a man, do all you can

See other lands and don't be for the other man
Take out and settle in, be the better man
And closely watch your
And you'll understand a lil' better then
But on the hand, you so God damn stubborn

And you be startin'
And ever you made President we ain't even seen you since
You need to visit our
Rebuild our church and homes, killin' my own kind
And leave my alone

And stop tappin' my phone and my bro
And keep personal feelings home when you bendin' my chrome
Do it for the and the strong and to each his own
We do it for the main goal so all the heat is gone

This game wasn't told to me, it was to me
And we are free, no way
Not in Amerika, not
Our country of thee, land of liberty
But that'll be, no way
Not in Amerika, not in

You only got 2 bucks and give less than a fuck, then you a
Got a nice home and a truck, you a nigga
World champions and you M.V.P. you a
4 and a Ph.D, still a nigga

You use your card, you need 4 ID's, then you's a nigga
If your is brown just like me, then you a nigga
Got a promotion and a fat ass raise, you a nigga
You from the islands and your wasn't slaves, you a nigga

No matter how much your ass get paid, you still a
Shot by the at a traffic stop 'cause you a nigga
why I hold toast too, I sell bi coastal, international
They inter-catching you with in deep space

Now who niggaz in the first place
And said America is the original
Who gettin' 10 20 life on first case, my niggaz

This wasn't told to me, it was sold to me
And we are free, no way
Not in Amerika, not
Our country 'tis of thee, of liberty
But that'll be, no way
Not in Amerika, not in

I'm doin' this one for the in the streets who ain't missed a beat
Do it for the and the blind and those who don't eat meat
Do it for all the of the corn and the unborn
Do it for the speedy trials and all the you done sworn

How you gon' keep the man, old Mr. Crooked ass man
When your whole drivin' a brand new Benz
And writing brand new sins, on a million men
And all my brothers, sisters, daddys
And them doin' in the Penn

This game wasn't to me, it was sold to me
And we are free, no way
Not in Amerika, not
Our 'tis of thee, land of liberty
But that'll be, no way
Not in Amerika, not in

This game told to me, it was sold to me
And we are free, no way
Not in America, not
Our country 'tis of thee, of liberty
But that'll be, no way
Not in America, not in