Luyện nghe bài hát ABFF (Freestyle)

[Verse 1:
Hot damn, black America
Think of Sandra Bland as I'm starin' in the
The color of my skin, comparin' it to sin
The darker the less fairer it has been
The hate, the hate made, I inherited from
But I ain't gon' point the
We got singas (singers)
Nina, Marvin, Billie, Stevie
Need to them songs
Sometimes to me
Who freed me, Lincoln or
Drinkin' or raps?
Or is it speed that we travel at
Endangered in our own
Them and dope, man y'all can have it back
As a matter (of) fact, we lab rats
You built the projects for, now you ya hood back
I guess if you could rap, you express it too
That PTSD, we professionals
You what pressure do, it makes the pipes bust
From schools to prison y'all, they tryna us
you're political parties invite us
Instead of laws in spite us
You know, you we from a family of fightas (fighters)
Fight in, our and your wars, you put a nigga in Star Wars
Maybe you need two, and then maybe then believe you
See black people, in the future, we shipped here
To rob and ya
We hold truths ta (to) be self-evident
All men and women are created equal, black Americans
Yeah, black America again

[Verse 2:
We go here, we go here, here we go
Trayvon 'ill never get to be an man
Black children, they childhood stole them
Robbed of our names and our language, again
Who stole the from black folk?
Same man that stole the land from cheap black
And made the crackle on our back slow
us go through the back door
And raffle black bodies on the blocks
Now we slaves to the cause on 'em we spray shots
our own to lay in a box
Black mothers' stomach stay in a
We kill each other, than the cops
I wish the hatin' stop
We are at war, in a with us
I know that black matter, do they matter to us?
are the things we gotta discuss
The new plantation,
of educate, they'd rather convict the kids
As dirty as the water in Flint, the is
Is it a felony? or a
Maria makin' more than Serena
It took Viola Davis to say
The of the help and the gangstas is really all they gave us
We need [?], [?], and Cory
The salt of the Earth, they get the with sugar
And foods, I don't believe the news
Or radio, stereotypes we
Brainwashed into cyclone to
We our own story, black America again