Luyện nghe bài hát Who Are You

Yeah, its like up from a bad dream
(America)
Just to figure out you wasnt dreamin in the first

If all I saw was gangsters up as a youngster
Pussy and money the language I clung ta
ta, I bought myself up to become one
Ain't ya happy I chose rap, I'm tha?

Streets deceivin, can't my achievements
Cultural strata, persona's of a non-needer
I don't need nada except for Prada beaver
For cold winters, tattoos got my sleeveless

To my G's on the flee the coppers
Stiff bodies on freeze in funeral
From the slums I up a phoenix caked up
Tryna take what I'm n came up a dismissive kid

You lucky if you allowed to this savvy mouth
Wild? Hardly, a man's man who knew
The beach houses and wild
and Stella McCartney's

For years all that, how can I not be
old German said I was a thug with a notty head
Looked at my Benz and called a Nazi sled
With a face like he wonder where I got my

Probably all stones he see
From my overseas
crime to rhyme, my stories is
I'm the home of the thieves

America, pay
(America)
up, this is not what you think it is
(America)
America, pay
(America)
This is not you think it is

Blessed, the Lord is a G, he be
Who's the God of and snitches? The economy
Lipstick from Marilyn Monroe a death kiss to Fidel Castro
Hed want me to spit

Only the survive, Nas bear witness
The is all I can see
White cop acquitted for murder, cop, cop a plea
That type of shit make me and think

We in chronic need of a second of the law books
And the whole dichotomy
Too many rappers, athletes and
But not niggas in NASA

Who you the latest dances, trends and fashion?
But when it comes to residuals, they past us
Woven the fabric, they can't stand us
Even in tee's, blue jeans and red bandannas

America, pay
(America)
Wake up, is not what you think it is
(America)
America, pay
(America)
This is not what you it is

(America, this is not what you it is)

Assassinations, diplomatic
Killed indigenous built a new nation
Involuntary labor, took a split a woman naval
her premature baby, let her man see you rape her

If I travel to the 1700's
I'd push a wheelbarrow full of dynamite through your
Love to sit in on the and tell the whole government
Y'all don't treat women fair, she read herself in the Bible

Believin she the sin is here
You played her an apron like, Bring me my dinner, dear
She the nigger here, ain't we in the world?
Death penalty in Texas, kill boys and girls

Barbarity, I'm in the casually
how I made it out the hood, dazzle me
How far we really from third world
When the empire fall imagine how that'll be

(America, America)

(America, this is not you think it is)

(America, this is not you think it is)