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 myself?
I'm tired of bein' and even worse I'm black
My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to
give a damn about a negro
Pull the trigger a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the who the hell cares
One less hungry mouth on the
First ship 'em and let 'em deal the brothers
Give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey
Two shots in the now Huey's dead
I got love for my but we can never go nowhere
Unless we share each other
We gotta start changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant
And that's how supposed to be
How can the Devil a brother if he's close to me?
I'd to go back to when we played as kids
But things changed, and the way it is

x2]
That's the way it is
Things will be the same
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 it takes to make this
One place, let's erase the wasted
Take the out the people they'll be acting right
'Cause both black and is smokin' crack tonight
And time we chill is when we kill each other
It takes skill to be real, time to each other
And although it heaven 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 things will never change
Try to another way but you stayin' in the dope game
Now tell me a mother to do
Bein' real don't to the brother in you
You operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a way
Sellin' crack to the kid. " I get paid,"
hey, well that's the way it is

x2]

We gotta a change
It's time for us as a people to start some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's the way we live
And let's the way we treat each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so on us to do
What we do, to survive.

And still I see no can't a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets and the war in the East
of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
So the can bother me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't to do
But now I'm with the blacks givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em you up, back you up,
Crack you up and smack 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 this
I don't trust when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't
My mama didn't raise no
And as long as I stay I gotta stay strapped
And I never get to lay
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay
Some that I roughed up way back
Comin' back after all these
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

x2]

Some things never change