Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Ways

Word to Grandpops who couldn't the Obama-sis
I don't America, just demand she keeps her promises
20-teens like the 60's, it's crazy
A deja vu, what my people 'posed to do?
Go to named after the Klan founder
Word 'round town is don't see why we frowning
Native American forced to learn about Junípero Serra
How is that fair,
Some heroes and some monsters get monuments built for 'em
But we all a little bit a monster? We crooked!
Man, your are worthless
And man can try, but only God gives purpose
You crooked!
Be humble or be
Your kingdom can flames as effortless as riots
Entire a card castle, chill
And the of your whole team is crumbled with one meme
crooked!
Your works is twisted
He ain't old to buy beer but go on and enlist him
Send him to and why he come back crazy?
'Cause no human being see the inside of a baby
You expect trust in a that needed to be convinced
Of the of trusting a court that waved a Confederate flag
crooked!
That's twisted, demented, perverted, got written all over us
And got the nerve to judge each
Crooked!
That logic fatally
Like sickness is a that you out of the will of God
Like one ounce of crack gains the amount of jail time
As eighteen of cocaine, but ain't the same thing?
crooked!
Stay eating our own
And muster up a 'stead of celebrating shine
And somehow that's righteous the world needs to know
We exposing posers with judgmental boulders
Crooked!
And at one time, we pyramids
One can only why we ain't wiped ourselves out yet
as good as it gets: crooked!
Clueless buffoons put a man on the
And I still can't get cellphone reception in my
crooked!
Boy, that's off-kilter
Awful standoff-ish, is outlandish
And awful uncanny, resemblance a
Like Chris Columbus might as well have landed in
Me - an Allstar Chuck Taylor rhyme sayer
And the fact I ain't get on the way here is amazing
Me - a crooked stick in all of its goodness
And somehow the school-to-prison pipeline missed
And minds swiftly and change an entire industry
Tailor-made for 'cause cuz got bad blood
Yeah, y'all still at a Tunnel Rat
Pen player, earthworm, battle cat, hates
Might learn my the day after the world ends
And wrestling with it since my wife was my girlfriend
Crooked like take a bullet for my wife
Yet I wonder what's under the skirt of the girl on my
eyes are mine, wander off sight, come and get me
Homie, I'm not a leader, just a hippie with issues
Shatter and promises, a closed-minded hypocrite
All the standing in the pulpit, the culprit
We are all of the above, right and wrong and
Yet none of the above, it naturally fit in
Subjects and predicates to my detriment
Dedicated to devastating pride
quite a ride but if you look inside, bruh
Some things just make sense, go wit' it
We stay perplexed at the that defies logic
But who say that logic the best way to it?
Man, that's the thinking of our
Truth is only through ears and eyes and
If you can't touch it, then you can't it
That's why they explain the love in my daughter's eyes
And that's that conscious rap, oh that's out
You old-school, you old, dude, you out
It's not cool, old rules, they phased out
There's new rules, them new dudes like you
They say you hating when you toss 'em a retweet
I study for every and y'all is looking for a cheat sheet
Things I gotta tell ya, love you too much to be of ya
Concoction of contradictions, misnomers and
confusion like the way that I see me
An apex predator, ten ahead of ya
Desperately trying to my insecurities
Papier maché proper, you to hide the duct tape
Defending my card castle like it could stand in one gust of
The lust of eyes shackle me as I be tackling
My inner demons eat my marriage and my parenting
What is and humble?
ridiculous, confident and nervous
The smell of cigarettes and dreams
out the tickets for the VIPs
Bands that could've been contenders now Venice Beach
Like dawg, that be me
I swore I'd wear skinny jeans
But homie looks real dumb in size 40
laughable, better be adaptable
And hit the road to see how far rabbit hole go
is present tense
None of this "already I've delivered" mess
None of pseudo-righteousness
I'mma let you guess the
Lusted little clusters by natives
That's the picture of foolish pride in the of General Custer
watched his eyes slowly close like
"Yeah, weirdo, we the Alamo"
confusing, American generals get statues
Even for the battles that lose
People are so
Perpetuating the same hate out protesting
And Netflix exposing the in our motives like
Who's side are you on: or Sky's?
You cornered now 'cause every corner boy is now
Tryna make ends meet just you and I
That shifts your paradigm, that go
your life on sight like the skies in Morocco
What is man but rich toiled in fine Hennessy
A beautiful garden that cost a pretty
Listen it's freely given, but you've warned
These halos stay balanced on the tip of our
We crooked!