Luyện nghe bài hát Freedom Of Speech

Ayo, Ice, man
I'm working on this paper for college
the First Amendment?

Freedom of Speech, some motherfucking bullshit
You say the wrong thing, they'll lock ass up quick
The FCC 'Profanity, no airplay"
They can suck my dick while I a shit all day

Think I give a fuck some silly bitch named Gore?
Yo, PMRC, we go, raw
Yo, Tip, what's the matter? You getting no dick?
You're bitching about rock 'n'
censorship, dumb bitch

The Constitution says we all got a right to
Say what we want, Tip, your is weak
Censor records, TV, school too
And who decides what's right to hear?

Hey, PMRC, you stupid assholes
The sticker on the record is what makes 'em gold
Can't you see, you idiots
The more you try to us, the larger we get?

(You have the to remain silent)
Fuck that right, I the right to talk
I want the right to speak, I the right to walk
Where I wanna yell and I'm
Tell and rebel time I'm on a

Microphone on the stage, illing
The knowledge I drop will be heard by
We the problems, we ain't the villains
It's the suckers depriving the truth from our

You hide the fact, Jack
There's violence in the streets day
Any fool can that
But you try to lie and lie
And say America's some motherfucking pie

Yo, you gotta be high to that
gonna change the world by a sticker on a record sleeve
'Cos you take away my right to speak
Everybody in the up shit creek

Let me tell you down south
Where a motherfucker might as not even have a mouth
Columbus, Georgia, said they'd me up
If I got on the in my show and said 'Fuck'

So I thought for a and said no
I even gonna do a damned show
'Cos for me to change my words my rhymes
Is never gonna happen 'cos there's no on mine

But I vowed to get those one day
They arrested Bobby Brown and Cool J
Yo, they got theirs coming 'cos I'm mad and I'm
Homeboys and there's no

I'm gonna tell you how I about you
No bull, no lies, no slack, just straight
Columbus, Georgia, you can my dick
You nothing but a piece of fucking shit
On the map

Freedom of Speech, let 'em take it me
Next they'll take it from you, what you gonna do?
Let 'em censor books, let 'em art
PMRC, this is the witch hunt starts

You'll censor what we see, we read, we hear, we
The will burn
You think it out
We should be to say anything
Our lungs were meant to

Say what we feel, yell out what's
though it may not bring mass appeal
Your is yours, my opinion is mine
If you don't like what I'm saying,

But don't it, always keep an open mind
A man who fails to listen is
We only got one right left in the world
Let me have it or throw The Constitution

What trying to do with radio
this, uh, McCarron-Walter? Act and a lot of other ways
Is by saying that they're protecting the public
From rock bands or girlie magazines or whatever

But if you follow the of dominoes that falls down
What they're really to do is shut off
Our to information itself
If can't do it by law
They there's other ways to do it