Luyện nghe bài hát Not Yet Free

sample -- "Blacks are too broke to be republicans", Ice Cube
(cut and by DJ Pam the Funkstress)

Verse One:

In this I can't stand or sit
and not get shit up in my face
A never gets his props
I'm doin bellyflops at the of waste
And everyday I pulls a front so nobody pulls my
I got a mirror in my pocket and I lookin hard
I'm lookin behind me beside me of me
There'll be no feet makin here instead of me
But I can't disregard just what the says to me
I'm twenty-one, so I've reached my expectancy
At any minute I could be in some shit kills my skinny ass
From doin the sellout strut or probably Oakland task
My relationship with OPD has like one big diss
Long arm of the law, grips my so tight it's hard to even piss
So I forgot even got a pot to do it in
Up at the they're tellin me it's because I live in sin
So I grin, but nevertheless my mind dwell
I must be trippin cause I I was livin in hell
Capitalism is like a spider, the web is getting
I'm struggling like a fighter, just to bust
It's like a asyphyxiation sets in
Just when I think I'm free it to me the spider steps in
web is made of money made of greed made of me
Of what I have become in a parasite

Verse E Roc

In the winter there's a with the smell of the rain
And the scent of the street, but all I is the pain
Of a brotha who's a hustler and stuck to the grind
Of a sista who's a hooker gotta sell her
Desperation makes her brotha get a little more
The circumstance gets when it's damp and it's cold
So I spend my time thinking bout the gank
Can I get my Coup together a move on the bank?
I be the perfect hustler for the piece of the pie
But my always taught me just to reach for the sky
Now my dream and aspirations go from to hoe
As I realize there's a million motherfuckers in the
No need to be told, cause when you got a po' people
ganked, by a few that are rich and evil
But it's illegal, to wonder how they fat
(One two three) get a gat

Verse Boots

yeah!
Niggaz, thugs, dope and pimps
players, rap stars, and simps
That's what black boys... are made of
Sluts, hoes, and the naps around your beck
Broads pop that coochie, stay in check
what little black girls... are made of
But if made of that who made us
and can we do to change us
The oppressor to tame us
a FOOT for his anus!
Well since the days I was shittin in diapers
It was evident the President like us
Assassination attempts I'd for the snipers
My teacher told me that I didn't what right was
Well she was wrong I knew what a right was
And a and an uppercut, too
I had a hunch a sucker punch is my people got
why I was constantly red, black, and blue

Outro: E Roc,

[E] Boots, Boots, Boots, you wanna throw some out?
[B] Ay man I ain't done with my yet, that's not cool
[E] Ay, but ain't this a
[B] Naw, this is not yet freestyle we not yet free
[E] Hey we throw some shots out anyway
are cocked*
[B] Awright fuckit, who y'all wanna throw some out to?
[E] Uhh whassup with that uhh Bill and Al Gore?
[B] Aight, the new masters up in the White House and everything
Let's some shots out
[E]
*blam, blam
[B] Awright, what about Bush? He on the way out and
but I think we a goodbye for his ass
cocked*
[E]

[E] See-ya!
[B] Awright, what about Perot and the good ol boys?
cocked*
[E] The
[B] You know who are, awright
blam, blam*
[B] Ay what about Pete (Whassup) That Pete Wilson motherfucker
[E] whassup wit him?
[B]

[E] Got him!
[B] Awright, ay, the L.A.P.D., cocking repeatedly throughout*
The O.P.D., The P.D., Detroit P.D., ay
[E] Ay fuck it, it, the whole, the whole motherfuckin P.D.
[B] Awright, up
[E] Yeah, here's a club for yo' ass

[B] Awright, cool -- ay, what about these
Ay it out
[E] I stand dem fools
[B] awright, load it up, load it up, awright, cool

[E] Yeah, got em!
[B] Ay, what about sellout motherfuckers!
[E] Who? cocks*
[B] You know sellout motherfuckers -- Ellay DuHarris
[E] Who else? cocks*
[B] Tom
[E] Who *gun cocks*
[B] David Dinkins, ay, em up
[E] Yeah be true to the
*blam blam blam
[B] Ay, we outta ammo, we gon do?
[E] get the fuck up outta here
[B] cool, we out