Luyện nghe bài hát Amerika

'Posed to be land of the free, I see how
Count me in, oh,
Oh, Amerika, Amerika,
Sweet of liberty, y'all

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

You want a truck and and a better life
A bigger crib and a cooked meal
single night, he'll feel with you
Goin' through but I warned you
it's time to be a man, do all you can

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

And you be shit
And ever since you made President we ain't seen you since
You need to our schools
Rebuild our church and homes, killin' my own kind
And my Earth alone

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

This wasn't told 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 never be, no way
Not in Amerika, not in

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

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

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

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

This game told to me, it was sold to me
And we are free, no way
Not in Amerika, not
Our country of thee, land of liberty
But never be, no way
Not in Amerika, not in

I'm this one for the kids in the streets who ain't missed a beat
Do it for the deaf and the blind and those who eat meat
Do it for all the children of the corn and the
Do it for the speedy trials and all the lies you sworn

How you gon' the man, old Mr. Crooked ass preachin' man
When your congregation drivin' a brand new Benz
And writing brand new sins, on a million men
And all my brothers, sisters, them
And doin' time 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 wasn't to me, it was sold to me
And we are free, no way
Not in America, not
Our country of thee, land of liberty
But never be, no way
Not in America, not in