Luyện nghe bài hát In The Dust

If you would my soul
I will lick your funky

Is America? Yeah
Is freedom? No
Is this No
Is No
do we want?

Taking this shit the effect mode
Expressing my feelings before I
About the passed on to a black man
By the money seeking white man

up our streets with pollution
Then lock a up for the solution
they go again pickin' on the little man
Fuck wit' the or the white man

Arrest musicians for the things say
But can't find a crime it got sprayed
is America in God we trust
We won just this but a is in the dust

I'm stereotype so I fit the
A nigga has the stigma for pushing or
Police me and public embarrass me
They use without asking me

I'm mad I was caught and reached for his license
Cops pulls the gun and ice
Then I'm a victim of society I got ills
It's to pay bills than pop pills

They a brother off to fight for your country
ask for ours, we get nothing
I look for work and get my hurt
They got my back against the and my dick is in the dirt

Let's talk about this man, they call Brown
The man, they call Nino brown
You know there's a lot of Nino in every city
In the States of America

America had formed a Brown in every city
because we have no way out
Ah, is what America really wants us to think
That we don't have way

Here's an example, you have never
A black man come into
With pounds and pounds of
Pounds and pounds of

You have never seen a man drop off
A kilo load of cocaine out of a plane, you have never seen
But yet it is still is in our everyday
And we're the ones going to for it

The system is designed to us to stray
So we turn to drugs and for our pay
the sign of the times
I gotta get mine all I live is a of crime

I come up hard the ran down ghetto
You your ass off but tell me what a nigga know
All I see is a lot of drama
Babies crying, I wonder where's the

C.O.D. and got rushed to
A dealer had to deal to a fast buck
She was just a patient, the fuck?
His against the wall and his dick's in the dust