Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege Part 2

Pulled into the parking lot, it
Zipped up my parka, the procession of marchers
In my head like, "is this
Should I be here marching?"
Thinking if can't, how can I breathe?
Thinking that they chant, do I sing?
I to take a stance 'cause we are not free
And then I about it, we are not "we"
Am I in the outside looking in, or am I in the inside out?
Is it my to give my two cents?
Or should I stand on the and shut my mouth?
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm saying
They're chanting out, "black lives matter," but I don't say it
Is it okay for me to say? I don't know, so I watch and
In front of a line of that look the same as me
Only separated by a badge, a baton, a can of Mace, a
A shield, a gun gloves and hands that gives an alibi
In somebody dies behind a bullet that flies out of the nine
another child's life on sight

Blood in the streets, no justice, no
No racist beliefs, no rest 'til free
There's in the streets, no justice, no peace
No racist beliefs, no rest 'til we're
Blood in the streets, no justice, no
No racist beliefs, no 'til we're free
There's in the streets, no justice, no peace
No beliefs, no rest 'til we're free

You've and stolen the music, the moment
The magic, the passion, the fashion, you toy
The culture was never yours to better
You're Miley, you're Elvis, you're Azalea
Fake and so plastic, you've the magic
You've taken the drums and the you rapped in
Your brand of hip-hop, it's so fascist and
Grandmaster Flash'd go slap it, you bastard
All the that you made
All the watered down version of the culture, pal
Go buy a big-ass lawn, go with your big-ass
Get a big-ass fence, keep out
It's all stolen, anyway, can't you see that
no way for you to even that out
You can join the march, protest, scream and
Get on Twitter, hashtag and seem you're down
But they see through it all, people you now?
You said publicly, "rest in peace, Brown"
You speak equality, but do you really mean it?
Are you for freedom, or when it's convenient?
people to like you, want to be accepted?
That's probably why you are out protesting
Don't think for a second you don't have
Is this about you, well, then what's intention?
What's the
What's the

"Pssst, I get it
by yourself and the last thing you want to do is take a picture
But seriously, my little girl you
She's always singing, 'I'm pop some tags'
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you got him to go thrifting
And Love,' oh my God, that song, brilliant
Their is gay, when that song came out
My son told his whole he was actually proud
That's so cool, look what you're
Even the old mom like me likes it, 'cause positive
the only hip-hop that I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all negative stuff it isn't cool"
(Yeah?) "yeah, like, all the guns and the
The bitches and the and the gangs and the thugs
Even the protest outside, so sad, and so
If a cop pulls you over, your fault if you run"
(Huh?)

Damn, a lot of opinions, a lot of confusion, a lot of
of us scared, some of us defensive
And most of us aren't paying attention
It seems like we're more concerned being called racist
Than we are with racism
heard that silences are action and God knows that I've been passive
What if I read a article, actually had a dialogue
looked at myself, actually got involved?
If I'm aware of my privilege and do at all, I don't know
has always been political, yes
It's the why this music connects
So what the fuck has happened to my voice if I silent when black people are dying
I'm trying to be politically correct?
I can book a tour, sell out the tickets
Rap entrepreneur, his own business
If I'm only in this for my own self-interest, not the culture that gave me a voice to begin
Then isn't authentic, it is just a gimmick
The D.I.Y underdog, so
But the one thing the American fails to mention
Is I was many steps to begin with
My matches the hero, likeness, the image
America safe with my music in their systems
And suited me perfect, the role, I've fulfilled it
And if I'm the hero, you know who gets cast as the
White supremacy isn't a white dude in Idaho
White supremacy the privilege I hold
White supremacy is the soil, the foundation, the cement and the flag that outside of my home
supremacy is our country's lineage, designed for us to be indifferent
My success is the product of the same system that let off Wilson, guilty
We want to like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we show up for black
We want to like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we just stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but will we up for black lives?

Your is a luxury
is not a luxury
Your silence is a
Hip-hop is not a
Your is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
Your is a luxury
Hip-hop is not a
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we to set us free
I got for me, it is for me
What we made, we made to set us