Luyện nghe bài hát Crooked Ways

Word to who couldn't fathom the Obama-sis
I don't hate America, just she keeps her promises
20-teens looking like the 60's, crazy
A nationwide vu, what my people 'posed to do?
Go to named after the Klan founder
Word town is y'all don't see why we frowning
Native American students forced to learn about Serra
How is that fair,
Some heroes unsung and some monsters get built for 'em
But ain't we all a little bit a We crooked!
Man, your are worthless
And man can try, but only God gives purpose
You crooked!
Be humble or be
Your kingdom can catch flames as as riots
Entire empire's a card castle,
And the of your whole team is crumbled with one meme
crooked!
Your whole is twisted
He old enough to buy beer but go on and enlist him
Send him to Iraq and why he come back
'Cause no human being see the inside of a baby
You expect trust in a system that to be convinced
Of the madness of trusting a court that waved a Confederate
crooked!
That's twisted, demented, perverted, got written all over us
And got the nerve to judge other
Crooked!
That logic fatally
Like is a sign that you out of the will of God
Like one of crack gains the same amount of jail time
As of cocaine, but ain't they the same thing?
crooked!
Stay our own kind
And up a scandal 'stead of celebrating shine
And somehow righteous like the world needs to know
We exposing them posers with judgmental
Crooked!
And at one time, we built
One can only wonder why we ain't wiped out yet
We're as as it gets: crooked!
Clueless put a man on the moon
And I can't get cellphone reception in my room
crooked!
Boy, that's off-kilter
Awful standoff-ish, is outlandish
And uncanny, resemblance a mis-mark
Like Chris Columbus might as well have landed in
Me - just an Allstar Chuck Taylor rhyme
And the fact I ain't get lost on the way is amazing
Me - a crooked stick in all of its goodness
And the school-to-prison pipeline missed this
And minds swiftly and change an entire industry
for greatness 'cause cuz got bad blood
Yeah, still looking at a Tunnel Rat
Pen player, earthworm, battle cat, trend
Might learn my the day after the world ends
And wrestling with it since my wife was my girlfriend
Crooked I'll take a bullet for my wife
Yet I wonder what's under the skirt of the girl on my
These are mine, wander off sight, come and get me
Homie, I'm not a leader, just a hippie daddy issues
dreams and promises, a closed-minded hypocrite
All the standing in the pulpit, the culprit
We are all of the above, right and and indifferent
Yet of the above, it naturally fit in this
and predicates subjected to my detriment
Dedicated to devastating pride
It's a ride but if you look inside, bruh
things just don't make sense, go wit' it
We stay perplexed at the truth defies logic
But who say that logic the best way to it?
Man, that's the thinking of our
Truth is proven through ears and eyes and
If you can't touch it, you can't trust it
That's why they can't the love in my daughter's eyes
And that's that conscious rap, oh played out
You old-school, you old, dude, you out
It's not cool, old rules, they phased out
There's new rules, them new ain't like you
say you hating when you don't 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 steps of ya
Desperately trying to hide my
Papier maché proper, you trying to hide the tape
Defending my card castle it could stand in one gust of wind
The lust of eyes me just as I be tackling
My inner demons eat my marriage and my parenting
is arrogant and humble?
Eloquent ridiculous, confident and
The smell of and broken dreams
out the tickets for the VIPs
Bands could've been contenders now Venice Beach vendors
dawg, that could be me
I swore I'd wear skinny jeans
But homie looks real dumb in 40 Dickies
That's laughable, be adaptable
And hit the road to see how far that hole go
This is tense
None of this "already I've been delivered"
None of that
I'mma let you the rest
little clusters surrounded by natives
That's the picture of foolish pride in the of General Custer
They watched his eyes slowly like
"Yeah, weirdo, we the Alamo"
It's confusing, generals get statues
Even for the that they lose
People are so
Perpetuating the same hate they out
And exposing the holes in our motives like
Who's are you on: Walter or Sky's?
You cornered now 'cause every corner boy is now
Tryna make meet just like you and I
That shifts your paradigm, bruh go
Change your on sight like the skies in Morocco
What is man but rich soil in fine Hennessy
A beautiful garden that cost a pretty
Listen it's freely given, but been warned
These halos stay on the tip of our horns
We crooked!