Luyện nghe bài hát Caged Bird

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

I jumped on the planet and I landed on feet
across the continent, on the dope beat
Settled in the mainland by the sand trap
Rocked to a handclap until I got my back
Thoughts came thick in a ball of
A wall of belusion it's all so
I laughed at the pain sometimes a straight face
Just another hate case, you your fate Ace!
Long walks down the road turned path paved
Bask in the cascade, grey clouds me
to the channel so their energy will work on me
All in the cut like surgery and burnt to the degree
internally, avoid an away
40 and slip of tongue, tryin to bring the poison
Step in the spot like I'm not that
Eyes binoculars, I'm so Hip-Hopular
on the air since Greg had a Mac attack
Now they all CrackerJack, that's a fact, me
How can you me what I haven't already heard
Forty-three, 43rd, listen and
First flew the when they tried to cage a rocking bird
for the truth in the booth when I serve
Never clip the wings if they a little out of touch
Let 'em fly please, don't try to box 'em up

I open a lot cause I it with brute force
Flew over the roof, headed North on a course
Eagle eyes 'em all, groundhog peekin out
Stickin out against the whack while they freakin out
'sposed to go but I just didn't wanna wait
Been had a ticket but the Chattanooga's late
Hate never had a lover as I been to her
put an end to her, cause she got followers
Whole flock of and swallowers, wow
Intregrity have a home 'til I gave him one
{?} and diamonds, God say no more
Find a piece of mind a needle 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 give 'em hope
and delivery, first class rain or shine
Pain of mine in a pantomime chilled
Where was your genie when you needed her for
Buildin my art the parts that they overlooked
lit from the last match in the book
Stand in adrenaline, through the resevoir
Plucked out the air cause he sit duck
Pretty as the who can't even leave the ground
Let the heart on, don't buy the muck