Luyện nghe bài hát Black Cotton

Black cotton, black cotton, cotton
A symbol for struggle
Time for a gospel tale
gospel that is, listen
Robbin's black cotton in God's eyes,

Black
Steady stressin' and Wessons count my blessin's
Class is in session the worst question is the first
Why do we work like slaves, blades to an early grave
Never got paid but we slave Em and Andre

Answer that then answer too
gonna get ya you know it's true life's a bitch true
You best to backtrack and try to act and live
Not to be and positive but why be negative?

What's the matter G? Black cat got tongue
Fat track sprung now your hung, do ya feel me?
Dum dum is it me?
Attempt to reach each and every brother on the

If not peace at least let's get a piece
I'm tired of bodies on the streets, deceased
Lookin' through my school yearbook
Reminiscin' of the tears as the took

One homie, two homie, homies, poof
We used to have troops but now there's no more to shoot
God come save the
Lost ghetto souls of black in God's eyes

Nobody care
(No how hard I try look to the sky)
(And I ask god why)
Nobody care
(Seems like my drowned in by screams)
(No to my questions)

Nobody care
(Feels I'm pressed, why do I stress?)
(It's I'm being tested)
Nobody don't
(Seems like my vanish to thin air)
(Please my questions)
Nobody care

In the belly of the I'm bubblin' up
Runnin' out of luck, about to destruct
Old heads say live your life like
sure to catch her witcha one day boy
I wouldn't to 'em

Your movement was cool but it ain't fix nothin'
So I just go with I know, I don't trust none
Look what the did to us baby kids
And now we grown up, ain't own us yet

cotton, I'm plottin' on what they owe me
I'm workin' without a profit they shacklin' all my
I'm but keep the momoners irkin'
And we ain't stop, cutains, you try to rise
And certainly we survive Outlaw Ridas

the reward for a strugala
If the Lord lovin' us then why hate to see us comin' up
Runnin' up, gun cocked like nasty
If you got a penny, mind the glove no love

Waitin' for my 40 and a blunt to blaze
Biblicle times good hearts with milita
Black I'm hoppin' over enemy lines
Black cotton I ain't stoppin' they givin' me mine, black cotton

don't care
(No matter how I try look to the sky)
(And I ask God why)
don't care
(Seems like my dreams in by screams)
(No to my questions)

Nobody care
(Feels I'm pressed, why do I stress?)
(It's I'm being tested)
Nobody care
(Seems my prayers vanish to thin air)
(Please my questions)

Nobody don't
(No matter how I try look to the sky)
(And I ask God why)
Nobody care
(Seems my dreams drowned in by screams)
(No to my questions)

Nobody care
(Feels I'm pressed, why do I stress?)
(It's like I'm tested)
Nobody care
(Seems like my vanish to thin air)
(Please my questions)
Nobody care