Luyện nghe bài hát Crack Music

That's crack music, nigga
That real black music,
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

That's that crack music,
real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

How we the Black Panthers?
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer, you that?
Gil Scott is "Heron"
When our heroes and heroines got on heroin

Crack the murder rate in DC and Maryland
We, invested in that, it's we got Merril-Lynched
And we hangin' from the same tree ever since
Sometimes I feel the music is the medicine

So we it, cut it, measure it, bag it, sell it
The fiends cop it, nowadays can't tell if
That's that shit, we ain't sure, man
Put the CD on toungue, yeah, that's pure, man

That's that music, nigga
That real black music,
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

That's that music, nigga
That real black music,
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

From the place the father's gone
The mothers is home
And the lock us up in the Audy Home

How the Mexicans say, we just tryin' to homes
They wanna pack us all in a box styrofoam
Who gave Saddam George Bush got the answers
Back in the hood, a different type of chemical

Arm and Hammer, baking raised they own quota
when our soldiers ran for the stove 'cause
'Cause dreams of Hova went from bein' a brokeman
To a dopeman, to bein' a president, look there's hope, man

This inspiration for the mos and the folks, man
Shorty, come and see if mama overdosin'
And is the soundtrack
This the of music you make when you 'round that

Crack nigga
That real music nigga
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

that crack music, nigga
That real black music,
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

God, how could you let happen

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la, la la la

La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la, la la la

Oh, that's that crack music, music, crack music
That real black music, black music, music
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

That's that music, nigga
That real black music,
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

Oh, that's that music, crack music
That real black music, black music, black
La la la la la la la la
La la la la la la

Our Father, give us this day our daily
Before the give us these days and take our daily bread
See, I did all this ol' bullshit
And to atone I throw a little somethin', on the pulpit

We took that shit, measured it and then cooked that
And what we back was crack music
And now we it through they nooks and crannies
So our mammas ain't got to be cooks and nannies

And we gonna repo everything ever took from grammy
Now the former slaves hooks for Grammy's
This dark diction has become America's
Those who even black use it
We gon keep up this here, crack music