Luyện nghe bài hát A Donkey Named Cheetah

Damn, I don't know why they me out
And they keep looking at me with them dark
I'm tired, give me room, let me
For own good

Damn, I don't know why they me out
And they keep at me with them dark eyes
I'm tired, me room, let me breathe
For your own

How you me assimilated, ya crazy
'Cuz the gap me and my dad is big
Don't change me, fact is, I even speak his lingo
Still the place he left 30 years ago home

I'm tired of this politics, cut between 2 cultures
Got both bodied in my backyard like vultures
Picture me on a donkey named Cheetah
With 2 of water, let the waterman lead ya

Either ya the drip drops or my Cheetahs dudu
Either way kid, I'm living proof, you will get
Enough cash to send first class to Mecca
things first, ya know that's discipline playa

Giving back to moms and for all these years
Trying to a kid up here like they do down there
to the sky, clear when it comes to my fam
Groceries they know I supply in whatever
Now can I

Damn, I don't why they stress me out
And they keep at me with them dark eyes
I'm tired, give me room, let me
For your own

Damn, I know why they stress me out
And they looking at me with them dark eyes
I'm tired, give me room, let me
For your own

a que
Yo caiga, y si
mi camino
Yo me integro, no

Ya he ganado
Mis tatuajes los hasta la muerte
Mis ojos no ven
No soy ejemplo de

Las a seguir las estrellas para admirar
No las yo
Si no aprender no te puedo ensear
claro no?

Que lo que digo y lo que aqu
Es criticado, comparado, exagerado, as
Que lo mejor es ignorar, y conseguir
Lo importante m.

Damn, I don't know why they me out
And they keep looking at me them dark eyes
I'm tired, me room, let me breathe
For own good

Damn, I don't know why stress me out
And they keep at me with them dark eyes
I'm tired, give me room, let me
For your own

No thoughts mass confusion
No rest we chase empty illusions
Is it my mind thinking or my speaking
Maybe I'm just stressed out, probably that

Mom's always yelling where you
And pop's rap ain't gon' pay the rent
So stressed when I gotta do shit
'Cause at the same time I'm from 10 to 6

Many things on my mind I think straight
Sometimes I wanna but maybe it's too late
Or I'm weak and afar from debate
Or maybe it's just God pushing me towards my

Damn, I don't why they stress me out
And they keep looking at me with them eyes
I'm tired, give me room, let me
For your own

Damn, I don't know why stress me out
And keep looking at me with them dark eyes
I'm tired, me room, let me breathe
For your own