Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

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

x2]
That's the way it is
will never be the same
That's the way it is
Aww

I see no all I see is racist faces
hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it to make this
One better place, let's erase the
Take the evil out the people be acting right
both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
And only we chill is when we kill each other
It takes skill to be real, to heal each other
And it seems heaven sent
We ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't the fact
The packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things will change
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the game
Now me what's a mother to do
Bein' real appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the way
"I a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, that's the way it is

x2]

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

And still I see no changes can't a brother get a peace
war on the streets and the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on
So the police can me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't to do
But now I'm back with the blacks it back to you
let 'em jack you up, back you up,
Crack you up and smack you up
You gotta learn to ya own
They get jealous they see ya with 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 of my tool you say it ain't cool
My mama didn't raise no
And as as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
And I get to lay back
'Cause I always got to 'bout the pay backs
Some buck I roughed up way back
Comin' back all these years
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

x2]

Some will never change