Luyện nghe bài hát Invisible Man

D (Flavor Flav)]
I came from a I forgot
I woke up in the parking lot, far from a and a cot
On the corner where all the got the same name
Maybe my brain's on the of (INSANE!)
Pain the papers while sleepin on the train
This the land of milk and (know what I'm sayin?!)
The man times three
Black, down and out - out on a corner (no doubt)
Now a nation of sleepin in bus stations
win for the pilgrims who said (NO MORE HAITIANS)
As I proceed, someone to me is what I need
(Three blocks of dealers to hit me off with some weed)
Yeah, avenues and hungry as a (FUCKER)
Hope to get a ride from a (TRUCKER - man)
Everybody I ain't no (SUCKER)
Every time I used to drop thirty at the (RUCKER - it)
Away from the crazy kids in Generation
Dissin pyramids while projects
(Walk past old folks no respect!)
Callin folks a bunch a no-good rejects
And I on

Chuck D]
An eye for an eye, I can't recognize the man in the
Is it I? It is I
Now who this cat I'm at?
Cause been waitin so long, to get where I'm goin
An eye for a eye, in country 'tis of thee
Now how the hell, can I be
And who cat I'm lookin at?
Cause I've been lost so long without anybody

D (Flavor Flav)]
So I move on (uh-huh) and I on (yeah-yeah!)
Past the and the pimps gettin their talk on (SAY WORD?!)
Why do gotta be where the negative roam
To be or not to be (so I alone)
I'm trapped within, this skin and bones
Amongst temporary kings, on phones
Can I last, as I past
Mad cigarette billboards, and liquor ads
(Walkin on da bottles and potato bags)
Everyone I see got the to brag
Where they from, what got, and don't own squat
Disrespect where from and you might get shot [click click BOOM]
Zombies askin me, the latest bomb be
(You shoulda shot the fuckin and the fuckin deputy G!)
For the drug trade and lettin it be
But I know for me, is an industry
So I walk, heard the best things in be free
(Didn't God make this land and the air we breathe)
Not for the homeless, give a damn about me
In the mirror somebody is starin at me
Maybe prison is the skin I'm
All this time I been can't fix it with a Bufferin
Plus they I'll never work in this town again (God damn!)
So I on walkin - yeah

D (Flavor Flav)]
Lil' DayDay is Big Day and did time
him standin (on the unemployment line?!)
Which collided with the line of the clinic
I seen Crazy Stacy, her ass up in it
No welfare, they cut her Medicaid
(DAMN! My used to do her braids)
I walkin, so they don't see me
But I doubt if they much better than me
So I on, never take the planet for granted
I paved the concrete, asphalt and
I past three brothers, sittin on the porch
With a yard of dirt, and littered with
Talkin how they comin up while sittin on they ass
As I walk past 'em I'm the target of they
And one "Let's get him for his fuckin stash"
As I walked fast, past the other yards grass
Had a little cash, I to make it last
From a few I made from cleanin windshields
I ran like a (rally) they me in the (alley)
get out the ghetto from New York to (Cali)
I I had nothin, 'til I felt the knife
And now I ain't got a life... [echoes]