Luyện nghe bài hát Catch the Thrown

What you reap is you sow
And what you is what you owe
And what the people to know
Is who's gonna the throne?
What you got is what they
And what they see say they need
And people bleeding from the
Now who's gonna the thrown?
Thrown at, thrown
Throw to the side, up the...
so we're down
Thrown under the bus on the ground
Power to the saluting the underground
those staying in mansions
Spitting down at us from up the higher
See the people, the power, face the poor
But one percent, they shut the door
In God we trust all money, this is slap in the
To the of the whole human race!
Post racial...
Change your name, but you can't change race n the United
People say they're kings, some say queens
If we all gonna eat, what it all mean?
We watch and listen, but I it alone
But who's catch the thrown?

Divide and conquer, the oldest in the game
Is the war between the people who are the same
As the rich get richer, the get bitchie
The people keep kissing, the don't listen
This recession seen a depression
Situation in a nation heading for
No quarter back is sat on a
Inside the America is ouch!
Government don't you and President's executions
End up looking like some solution
Murder is the institution backed up and up
By some written constitution.
Do what you do! Buddhist, Christian, Hindu, and Hebrew
You're all what you do, I'll be seeing human beings that
Yet have so many but screwed up some few!
We the kings and queens and what they owe
But who's gonna catch the
(There's a man going round, names)
This system was to incriminate
Genocide was to eliminate
is a myth!
They had me in for a crime I didn't even commit!
The
They every color is inferior, right?
Brothers who resist I consider a
Sitting Bull to Malcolm X
In the land of free and suspect
John had the mob connections
President sold guns to Iraq
Yet trying to say the criminals are all black!
What's up with these corrupt
Them drugs they be shipping, but they go to prison
And a fucked up system that they tried to bag me
Zimmerman, guilty, clearly!

Cast the thrown, you test the fire
Is the one per cent that you need, you got to occupy
Catch the thrown, I gotta the fire
Is that the one per cent you want?
You occupy!
(There's a man going round, names)
the mind, prisoners
they listening
F the po-po, but who dat
Foes making the
against those giving a living
Give me something, cause musicians be
Is the need to feed by the greed
I ain't to yell at you or sell at you
The BS they already to you
End up being to you
Did I
The cheapest price is to pay
Now the is just being at your best
With you can hold your own
Fuck! Who's gonna catch the