Luyện nghe bài hát Warzone [Explicit]

Can't you see we in a war zone?
you don't notice when you livin' in it
Like every weekend a man down
Ain't got no pity for the so I'mma represent it
Dedicated, tell 'em, "Hands up, can't
Hands up, can't
up, can't breathe"
Hands up, you see we livin' in a war zone?

They left his body down in Piedmont
At a Klan rally the day before, but ain't mean nothing
But they say "it's suicide", I say genocide
Hey what you got a gun for? Boy you finna ride
They run up on you like Baton Rouge, bet you finna
That's the difference 'tween us, die to save a million lives
Appointed leader when nobody couldn't think of
I'll be a martyr if my great grandaughter
They pull you over, ask you where your at
Be careful reachin' for it, you you can die for that
And this ain't new, just got cameras so you can see the shit
Got Dr. and Abe Lincoln askin' where the freedom at
This no equality
Man you ain't have no justice on your mind when you at me
But it, this the way it gotta be
Hey listen, you won't at them then shoot at me?
Boy you are not a G
Imagine Trayvon why you followed me
Feel threatened, hit him and him, that's when he shot him down
Do that to a grown fuckin' man, drop where you
my grandma go on with all that prayin'
If a God and he in the sky, he looking down, he understand
I'm a man, and I'm wrong for revenge
But I don't get 'em it's like tellin' him to gon' kill
Keep fucking around, it's going to be on in a

Boy we livin' in a war
you don't notice when you livin' in it
Like every weekend it's a man
Ain't got no for the innocent so I'mma represent it
Dedicated, 'em, "Hands up, can't breathe
Hands up, breathe
up, can't breathe"
Hands up, can't you see we livin' in a war

This goes to the boy that ran in the old church
I hope you get slow murked, and torture you slow first
Ran in our of worship to slaughter our grandma
Won't go kamikaze for that, well what would you die
Hold up, I'll wait, I'll
Heard it from who took for the fall for Watergate
The war on drugs was a war on us
Give us all these guns, give us all this
Change all them laws, all of us up
from Freeway Ricky, on to BMF (Free Meech)
Then hip hop came, when we got rich
white kids gravitated to it like all us did
And that's they got slick
Invented the to take our shit
all of the artistry
Pardon me, somebody me what happened to Alton
Sterling, killed Philando right in front of the
And the saw
Everybody's was, "Hell naw"
This modern day slavery, the prison publicly
And the up
The Constitution and Emancipation Proclamation's just a fuckin' piece of