Luyện nghe bài hát Another Statistic

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

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

Martin Luther King had a and my niggas do too
While Emmett Till and killed and gouged like a fruit
Reason why them youngin's as a youth
And fuck the government 'cause they trying to truth
I send my out to mankind
Not enough graduations but too crimes
Pay attention as a parent gotta peep the
Feeling like a is corny so they keep a nine
Lord bless em' got me stressin' I'm raising mine
See in the hood think you won't amount to nothing
Funny, I a million out of 10 cents (Word)
Don't wanna be statistic (Preach)

(We refuse to be a of our environment)
(We refuse to be on)
(We stand for something, or we'll 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 be another statistic
Another

Uh, niggas getting murdered with burners few in the
Jot it in my why killers are so determined
I keep on defeat the demons in every sermon
Just watch the people that meet and greet ya' some worthy
Some friends aren't friends, they dirty need some
So many tragedies around the world, I'm urgent
I'm trying to become a blessing and serve a purpose
Nobody's perfect, I'm still sinning have mercy
we killing our own people
Boston Massachusetts bombed by some thrill
It's 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!)
Don't be another statistic
(The pain, the hunger the struggle, will never go
(We are future, the strength, the of the nation)
Don't wanna be another
Another
Don't wanna be statistic