Luyện nghe bài hát A Tribute

Locked in verses, in so many Curses
Chained to guilt and shame, Im to blame
Death waiting at the door, you just had to the door
indescribable, feelings inerasable
Black or white, brothers are
And Im left here and crying.
Not on the outside you see, inside me
One at a time, once all fine
Warm getting what they dont deserve, all they tried to do is just serve
Blood dripping down face, these images I cant erase.
From another country to another death, Gasping in horror right 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, us think and pause.
There once four little boys, now there are three.
This errant government and these deaths are the best of me.
and disturbed, violently perturbed.
Let it not be true, let it not be you.
Dying of a so violent, dying of a death so trident
Lord of heaven above, you with o so powerful love
Take care of those have died
They lived their life and