Luyện nghe bài hát Caged Bird

[Chorus:
Some birds don't to be caged
gotta fly away and search for the waves
Bein locked up is worse the grave
I live by the words on the - I know!
Some birds don't to be caged
They gotta fly away and for the waves
Bein held down is than the grave
I live by the words on the - I say!

I jumped on the planet and I on both feet
across the continent, on the dope beat
Settled in the mainland ghetto by the sand
Rocked to a handclap until I got my band
Thoughts came in a ball of confusion
A wall of belusion all so amusin
I laughed at the pain sometimes with a face
Just another hate case, you your fate Ace!
Long walks down the lonely road turned path
Bask in the cascade, clouds circle me
Tuned to the so their energy will work on me
All in the cut like and burnt to the third degree
internally, avoid an away
40 and slip of tongue, tryin to bring the poison
Step in the spot I'm not that popular
Eyes like binoculars, I'm so
on the air since Greg had a Mac attack
Now they all CrackerJack, a fact, smell me
How can you tell me I haven't already heard
Forty-three, 43rd, and observe
flew the coop when they tried to cage a rocking bird
Lookin for the truth in the booth when I
Never the wings if they seem a little out of touch
Let 'em fly please, don't try to box 'em up

I a lot cause I smash it with brute force
Flew over the roof, headed on a crash course
Eagle eyes spot 'em all, peekin out
Stickin out against the whack world while freakin out
Wasn't 'sposed to go but I just didn't wait
Been had a ticket but the Chattanooga's late
Hate never had a good as I been to her
Couldn't put an end to her, cause she got
flock of spitters and swallowers, wow
Intregrity didn't have a 'til I gave him one
{?} and diamonds, God say no more
Find a piece of mind like a in the haystack
on the real on the playback, ready for the at-tack
Seatack, cry me a
If I don't fly back, still gotta 'em hope
Stand and delivery, first class or shine
of mine in a pantomime glass chilled
Where was your genie when you her for real
Buildin my art from the parts that overlooked
Fuse lit from the last in the book
Stand in adrenaline, pumped the resevoir
out the air cause he didn't sit duck
Pretty as the peacock who can't leave the ground
Let the glide on, don't buy the muck