Luyện nghe bài hát White Privilege Part 2

Pulled into the lot, parked it
Zipped up my parka, the procession of marchers
In my head like, "is awkward?
Should I be here marching?"
Thinking if they can't, how can I
Thinking they chant, what do I sing?
I to take a stance 'cause we are not free
And then I thought it, we are not "we"
Am I in the outside in, or am I in the inside looking out?
Is it my place to give my two
Or I stand on the side and shut my mouth?
"No justice, no peace," okay, I'm that
chanting out, "black lives matter," but I don't say it back
Is it okay for me to I don't know, so I watch and stand
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 case dies behind a bullet that flies out of the nine
Takes another child's life on

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

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

"Pssst, I get it
You're by yourself and the last thing you to do is take a picture
But seriously, my girl loves you
She's always singing, 'I'm pop some tags'
I'm not kidding, my oldest, you even got him to go
And Love,' oh my God, that song, brilliant
Their aunt is gay, when that came out
My son told his class he was actually proud
That's so cool, look what you're
Even the old mom like me it, 'cause it's positive
You're the only that I let my kids listen to
'Cause you get it, all that 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, it's fault if you run"
(Huh?)

Damn, a lot of opinions, a lot of confusion, a lot of
Some of us scared, some of us
And most of us aren't even attention
It seems we're more concerned with being called racist
Than we actually are with
I've heard that silences are 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 nothing at all, I know
has always been political, yes
It's the reason why this connects
So what the has happened to my voice if I stay silent when black people are dying
Then I'm to be politically correct?
I can book a whole tour, out the tickets
Rap entrepreneur, built his own
If I'm only in this for my own self-interest, not the culture that me a voice to begin with
Then this isn't authentic, it is 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
feels 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 cast as the villain
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 flies outside of my
White supremacy is our country's lineage, for us to be indifferent
My success is the product of the same that let off Darren Wilson, guilty
We want to dress like, walk like, talk like, dance like, yet we stand by
We take all we want from black culture, but we show up for black lives?
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

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