Luyện nghe bài hát Caged Bird

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

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

J. Cole]
A bird (Yeah, a caged bird)
(Let this little caged bird sing) bird
Yeah, bird
just an illusion, that's my conclusion
And if it ain't, how my niggas keep on losin' theirs?
This goes out to childhood friends doin' years
Prison tats on they backs like
We wish you was here
A mother's tear on this page
A brother's spilled on this page
How many left?
And can you find when you released
Still filled up rage
Back on the streets just to that you still in the cage

[Verse 2:
Well, the oratory vet
Turned down slash poet laureate
Used to paint a picture a story of neglect
I could've a shorty drinking 40s on the steps
a shorty on my lap
With a shorty on the way coming shortly to
I could've been a dealer in the with the X
But I'm hardly in the mix and I confess
I definitely got a couple parts in me that I
Is the cup half-empty or is it
I fill up with Hennessy, then get back to him
I'm just a jazz musician trapped in a rap
You think you standing for something you on a trap
it's the, Mr. Introspective
I'm a dream, a sort of an inception
I never fiend for the but I dreamed of the things
That a Mercedes brings, slow sex with fast women
Drinking I'm past grinning
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 dimes
See I'm by the visions of the blind
I as a king
Turned to a
Put us in our
We was forced to
bout the present day I'm living off the stage
Wonder if a nigga get up out this cage
As I