Luyện nghe bài hát Another Statistic

statistic, nah
Uh I just wanna in Gods cubicle, far away from Lucifer
Not a slave, chains compliment the mula' much
Rather see me crucified, police are the
Shoot us up and dig a ditch, this ain't new to us
Murders happen every day, on their merry way
Dyin' they're 21, bullets never had a name
God Trayvon Martin I'm in my hoodie
Another young brother who met a bully
Man this poor world is up
Hard times, luck
Section 80, food stamps, never hired us
I'm just tryna' fulfill my

Don't wanna be statistic
(No matter what come our way)
(No matter how much they're trying to us down)
(Nothing should stop us from victorious)
(We fight)
Don't wanna be another
(We never give up)
(We never give in)
(We shall it to the mountain top)
(Nobody could us down, I say nobody)
wanna be another statistic
statistic, my, uh

Martin King had a dream and my niggas do too
While Emmett Till beat and killed and like a fruit
Reason why them youngin's as a youth
And fuck the 'cause they trying to disguise truth
I send my prayers out to
Not graduations but too many crimes
Pay attention as a parent gotta the signs
Feeling like a book is corny so they keep a
bless em' got me stressin' while I'm raising mine
See in the hood people think you amount to nothing
Funny, I a million out of 10 cents (Word)
Don't wanna be another (Preach)

(We refuse to be a of our environment)
(We to be stepped on)
(We gotta stand for something, or fall for anything)
(Stand up!) wanna be another statistic
(Whats all the pain we through its now)
(It's we stand as one)
(Stand up for one another, we not lose!)
Don't wanna be statistic
Another

Uh, niggas getting murdered with few in the sternum
Jot it in my why killers are so determined
I keep on defeat the demons in every sermon
Just watch the people that and greet ya' some aren't worthy
friends aren't friends, they dirty need some detergent
So many tragedies the world, I'm praying urgent
I'm just to become a blessing and serve a purpose
Nobody's perfect, I'm still sinning have mercy
While we killing our own
Boston Massachusetts by some thrill seekers
just so tragic, many perished I could barely witness
Don't wanna be another (pray)

(From the of the streets)
(To the of the ghetto)
(Owe us our cries)
(Hear our cry!)
wanna be another statistic
(The pain, the hunger the struggle, will go unnoticed
(We are future, the strength, the of the nation)
Don't wanna be statistic
statistic
Don't wanna be another