Luyện nghe bài hát Catch the Thrown

What you reap is you sow
And you keep is what you owe
And what the people to know
Is gonna test the throne?
What you got is what they
And they see they say they need
And people bleeding from the
Now who's gonna the thrown?
at, thrown under
Throw to the side, up the...
so throwing down
Thrown the bus dragging on the ground
Power to the people the underground
Against those staying in
Spitting at us from up the higher ground
See the people, fight the power, the poor
But that one percent, they the door
In God we all money, this is slap in the face
To the rest of the whole race!
racial... haste
Change name, but you can't change race n the United States
People say they're kings, some say queens
If we all gonna eat, does it all mean?
We watch and listen, but I leave it
But who's catch the thrown?

Divide and conquer, the oldest trick in the
Is the war between the who are really the same
As the get richer, the poor get bitchie
The people keep kissing, the feds listen
recession seen a black depression
Situation in a heading for desperation
No quarter is sat on a couch
the black America is ouch!
Government don't love you and President's
End up looking some final solution
Murder is the backed up and hacked up
By some written constitution.
Do what you do! Buddhist, Christian, Hindu, and Hebrew
You're all what you do, I'll be seeing beings that stew
Yet never so many but screwed up some few!
We watch the and queens and what they owe
But who's gonna the thrown?
(There's a man round, taking names)
This system was to incriminate
Genocide was to eliminate
is a myth!
They had me in jail for a crime I didn't commit!
The
They feel every color is inferior,
Brothers who resist I a threat
From Bull to Malcolm X
In the of free and suspect elections
John Kennedy had the mob
President sold guns to Iraq
Yet they're trying to say the are all black!
What's up with these corrupt
drugs they be shipping, but they never go to prison
And a up system that they never tried to bag me
Zimmerman, guilty, clearly!

Cast the thrown, you gotta the fire
Is that the one per that you need, you got to occupy
Catch the thrown, I gotta the fire
Is the one per cent that you want?
You occupy!
(There's a man going round, names)
the mind, prisoners
they listening
F the po-po, but who dat
making the killing
Juxtaposed against those giving a
Give me something, cause musicians be
Is the need to feed by the greed
I ain't to yell at you or sell at you
The BS they already to you
End up sold to you
Did I
The price is to pay attention
Now the chess is just being at your
With that you can your own
Fuck! Who's gonna catch the