Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask
Is life worth living should I blast
I'm tired of bein' and even worse I'm black
My hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a about a negro
Pull the trigger kill a nigga he's a
Give the crack to the who the hell cares
One less mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal the
Give 'em guns back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to back that's what Huey said
Two shots in the dark now Huey's
I got love for my but we can never go nowhere
Unless we share with each
We gotta makin' changes
to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers
And how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a if he's close to me?
I'd to go back to when we played as kids
But changed, and that's the way it is

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That's the way it is
Things will never be the
That's the way it is
Aww

I see no changes all I see is racist
Misplaced hate makes to races
We under I wonder what it to make this
One better place, let's the wasted
the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'Cause both black and is smokin' crack tonight
And only time we chill is when we each other
It takes skill to be real, time to each other
And although it seems sent
We ain't ready, to see a President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the
The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled blacks
But some things never change
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope
Now me what's a mother to do
Bein' real appeal to the brother in you
You operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you it in a sleazy way
Sellin' crack to the kid. " I get paid,"
hey, well that's the way it is

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We make a change
It's time for us as a people to start makin' changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's the way we live
And change the way we treat each other.
You see the old way working so it's on us to do
we gotta do, to survive.

And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little
It's war on the streets and the war in the Middle
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on
So the police can me
And I ain't never did a crime I have to do
But now I'm back the blacks givin' it back to you
let 'em jack you up, back you up,
Crack you up and pimp you up
You gotta learn to ya own
They get jealous when they see ya ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch
I don't trust this when try to rush I bust this
That's the of my tool you say it ain't cool
My mama raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay
And I get to lay back
'Cause I got to worry 'bout the pay backs
Some buck that I roughed up way
Comin' back after all these
that's the way it is uhh

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Some things will change