Luyện nghe bài hát A Tribute

Locked in verses, Locked in so Curses
Chained to and shame, fear Im to blame
waiting at the door, you just had to answer the door
Word indescribable, feelings
Black or white, brothers are
And Im left sitting and crying.
Not on the you see, only inside me
One at a time, once were all
Warm hearts getting what they dont deserve, all they to do is just serve
Blood down their face, these images I cant erase.
another country to another death, Gasping in horror right before their last breath
Oppression and control, getting the best of me, taking the
Blood is spilling out of the veins, while death is onto the reins
Bullets are the cause, making us and pause.
There were once four boys, now there are three.
errant government and these deaths are getting the best of me.
Shaken and disturbed, perturbed.
Let it not be true, let it not be you.
Dying of a death so violent, dying of a so trident
of heaven above, you with your o so powerful love
Take care of those that have
lived their life and tried