Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege Part 2

Pulled into the parking lot, it
up my parka, joined the procession of marchers
In my like, "is this awkward?
I even be here marching?"
Thinking if can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, what do I
I want to take a stance 'cause we are not
And I thought about it, we are not "we"
Am I in the outside looking in, or am I in the looking out?
Is it my to give my two cents?
Or should I stand on the side and shut my
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm that
chanting out, "black lives matter," but I don't say it back
Is it okay for me to say? I know, so I watch and stand
In front of a line of police that look the as me
separated by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a mask
A shield, a gun gloves and hands that gives an alibi
In case somebody dies behind a bullet that out of the nine
Takes child's life on sight

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

exploited and stolen the music, the moment
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy
The culture was never yours to make
You're Miley, you're Elvis, you're Azalea
Fake and so plastic, heisted the magic
You've taken the drums and the accent you in
Your brand of hip-hop, it's so fascist and
That Grandmaster Flash'd go it, you bastard
All the money you made
All the watered pop-bullshit version of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with big-ass house
Get a big-ass fence, people out
all stolen, anyway, can't you see that now?
There's no way for you to that out
You can join the march, protest, scream and
Get on Twitter, hashtag and seem like down
But they see 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 it's convenient?
Want people to like you, to be accepted?
That's probably why you are out here
Don't for a second you don't have incentive
Is this you, well, then what's your intention?
What's the
What's the

"Pssst, I get it
by yourself and the last thing you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my girl loves you
always singing, 'I'm gonna pop some tags'
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you got him to go thrifting
And Love,' oh my God, that song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, when song came out
My son told his whole class he was actually
That's so cool, look what you're
Even the old mom like me likes it, it's positive
You're the only hip-hop I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all that negative stuff it cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the and the drugs
The bitches and the and the gangs and the thugs
Even the protest outside, so sad, and so
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 even paying
It like we're more concerned with being called racist
Than we are with racism
I've that 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
has always been political, yes
It's the reason why this connects
So what the fuck has happened to my voice if I stay silent when black are dying
I'm trying to be politically correct?
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 a gimmick
The D.I.Y underdog, so
But the one thing the American fails to mention
Is I was many steps ahead to with
My skin the hero, likeness, the image
America feels with my music in their systems
And it's me perfect, the role, I've fulfilled it
And if I'm the hero, you know who gets cast as the
White supremacy isn't just a white dude in
White supremacy the privilege I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that flies of my home
White supremacy is our country's lineage, for us to be indifferent
My success is the of the same system that let off Darren Wilson, guilty
We want to like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want black culture, but will we show up for black lives?
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want black culture, but will we show up for black lives?

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