Luyện nghe bài hát Caged Bird

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

[Verse 1: J.
You ain't a man till you stop chasing friends, my nigga
Think for yourself, your own plans, my nigga
I'll be if I said I ain't understand, my nigga
Cause who you gon' follow the leaders all get swallowed
By reefer and bottles
In and out of jail
This is hell, see the black males in packed cells
they heads down
And they fists clenched
"I could bust a hole through this wall
And bitch I might"
It's just the caged bird I sing a song
Hoping they up these bars and send a nigga home
I cry when I'm
I'm wondering why God send me here
Knowing that they 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 niggas who stripped of our humanity
I see the judge's eyes, I know that he ain't me

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

[Verse 2:
Well, the oratory vet
Turned down slash poet laureate
Used to a picture with a story of neglect
I could've been a drinking 40s on the steps
With a on my lap
With a shorty on the way coming shortly to
I could've been a dealer in the party the X
But I'm in the mix and I partially confess
I definitely got a couple parts in me that I
Is the cup or is it half-full?
I fill mine up with Hennessy, get back to him
I'm just a jazz trapped in a rap form
You think you standing for something you on a trap
Well the, Mr. Introspective
I'm a dreamers dream, a sort of an
I never fiend for the but I dreamed of the things
That a Mercedes brings, like slow sex with women
Drinking cognac I'm past
A dress, fat ass in it
But hit it till I'm half-winded
niggas 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 forced to
Thinking bout the day I'm living off the stage
Wonder if a nigga ever get up out cage
As I