Luyện nghe bài hát Another Statistic

statistic, nah
Uh I just wanna live in cubicle, far away from Lucifer
Not a slave, gold compliment the mula' much
Rather see me crucified, are the crucifers
us up and dig a ditch, this ain't nothin' new to us
Murders happen every day, kids on their way
Dyin' before 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
times, tough luck
Section 80, food stamps, jobs never us
I'm tryna' fulfill my wishlist

Don't wanna be statistic
(No what obstacles come our way)
(No matter how much they're trying to us down)
(Nothing should stop us from victorious)
(We fight)
wanna be another statistic
(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 and killed and gouged like a fruit
Reason why them youngin's unattainable as a
And fuck the government 'cause they trying to disguise
I send my prayers out to
Not graduations but too many crimes
Pay attention as a parent peep the signs
Feeling a book is corny so they keep a nine
Lord em' got me stressin' while I'm raising mine
See in the hood think you won't amount to nothing
Funny, I made a million out of 10 (Word)
Don't be another statistic (Preach)

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

Uh, getting murdered with burners few in the sternum
Jot it in my why killers are so determined
I keep on preachin' defeat the demons in sermon
Just watch the people meet and greet ya' some aren't worthy
Some friends aren't friends, they need some detergent
So many tragedies around the world, I'm urgent
I'm just trying to become a blessing and serve a
Nobody's perfect, I'm still sinning just have
While we killing our own
Massachusetts bombed by some thrill seekers
It's just so tragic, many perished I barely witness
wanna be another statistic (pray)

(From the of the streets)
(To the of the ghetto)
(Owe us our cries)
(Hear our cry!)
Don't wanna be statistic
(The pain, the hunger the struggle, never go unnoticed
(We are future, the strength, the of the nation)
Don't wanna be statistic
Another
Don't wanna be another