Luyện nghe bài hát Caged Bird

[Intro: J.
Yeah, caged
like a caged bird
Caged
Yeah,

1: J. Cole]
You ain't a man till you stop chasing friends, my nigga
Think for yourself, your own plans, my nigga
I'll be lying if I I ain't understand, my nigga
Cause who you gon' when the leaders all get swallowed
By reefer clouds and
In and out of county
This is hell, see the young black males in packed
With they down
And they fists clenched
Thinking "I could bust a hole this wall
And I just might"
It's just like the caged bird I a song
Hoping they open up bars and send a nigga home
I cry I'm alone
I'm wondering why would God send me
that they hate us
Knowing that they us feel like we evil so we kill our people
Without a second thought, in every lesson by OGs
We full of real nigga wisdom, so we
Like real who been stripped of our humanity
I see the judge's eyes, I that he ain't understanding me

J. Cole]
A caged bird (Yeah, a bird)
(Let this little caged sing) Caged bird
Yeah, caged
Freedom's an illusion, that's my conclusion
And if it ain't, then how my niggas keep on losin'
This out to childhood friends that's doin' years
Prison tats on they backs souvenirs
We that you was here
A mother's tear spilled on this
A tear spilled on this page
How days left?
And can you peace when you released
Still up wit' rage
Back on the streets just to peep that you in the cage

2: Omen]
Well, the oratory vet
Turned down king slash laureate
to paint a picture with a story of neglect
I could've been a shorty drinking 40s on the
a shorty on my lap
With a shorty on the way shortly to protect
I could've been a dealer in the with the X
But I'm hardly in the mix and I partially
I definitely got a couple in me that I regret
Is the cup half-empty or is it
I fill mine up Hennessy, then get back to him
I'm a jazz musician trapped in a rap form
You you standing for something you on a trap door
Well it's the, Mr.
I'm a dreamers dream, a sort of an
I never fiend for the scene but I dreamed of the
That a brings, like slow sex with fast women
Drinking cognac I'm past
A dress, fat ass in it
But still hit it I'm half-winded
Cause tell me I'm the shit
Well I be hitting all these
See I'm caged by the visions of the
I started as a
to a slave
Put us in our
We was to entertain
bout the present day I'm living off the stage
Wonder if a nigga ever get up out this
As I