Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

Luke on the beat!
You ever seen a nigga hung a gold chain?
I'd rather sing about the things that we claim
is bashful, but niggas like the task force
Mobbin' on the streets and robbin' in ski masks, bruh
Niggas ask for peace in a riot and bring
'Cause it's a of cat and mouse and you gon' bleed silent
What's the justice in fuck it and grab the pump?
Then kill a with many children makes you a chump
Look at all the stores you wreckin', I reckon
Think about the people who own it for a second
I know you got problems, but brother, they got theirs
This is not a game, quit and grow a pair
But yo, you'd rather hear me say, "Fuck prejudice!"
"Let's different races, grow hatred, and form irrelevant!"
Views and etcetera, thrown
Damage 'em, lives blown, oblivion hole cold,
I won't dare say that you should stop the ignorance
Murder ops, killin' shit, I'd enjoy the of it
Bath in blood of officers, different corpses, 'em
'em, don't you bark at 'em
Murder 'em, never of 'em
I preach the peace but say "fuck it" and preach the murder
this ain't fuckin' life that we livin'
Go and grab the extension
another one: uncle, cousin, brother, son
Glory to all the chosen ones that rid you of the innocence
But in a sense, innocent soon behold the ignorance
Blasphemous, killin' our own, black—

We see, I see, before the children
White guys and white girls hanging the buildings