Luyện nghe bài hát Cornbread, Eddie & Me

Aiyyo the police shot in the street
And they killed Cochise over a beef

Ah man, I'm just a brother whose intentions are
Oh lord, please let me be misunderstood
I 10 fifty-fo' under the hood
Several of lifespan, damned if I would
be a dope when it's not a laughin
Modern man still hunt and gather data
They want glamour, the priceless
Give 'em a torch and they put the to your eyes
'em a inch they take a yard and they pull your card
Throw a wrench so far in yours leave a scar
Raise the bar, I pass it with the scholastics
They made it plastic, that's why couldn't grasp it
I always knew you would fail me
Once shame on me twice you shouldn't to tell me
And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away with
I just playin that, that's that bullshit!

Jardine and the tryin to make ends meet
Half and do dirty as some God damn thiefs

Yo - hold head up, you only got your life left
Make the step and don't sing the wrong song
Fight somebody your own size
You wrong, thinkin you won't meet yo' demise
This baby here, gon' grow up to be a
I know how you seein things, but that's a fact
It'll be over my dead
if I let you put a mother{fuckin} on his back
Shit ain't changed, it's just the
The voices in your head sayin do you don't gotta do
They of themselves which means that they scared of me
And them the same, fools that shot at you
The lord giveth and he taketh
God that I can live to see another day
And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the
Have respect, I'll serve and protect

the police short Cornbread in the street
And just killed Cochise over a beef

And if my teachers see you now
They'll take head, cause you probably wouldn't even bow
You humble, you mumble jumble
Your tower of so-called power'll
You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my heart
I need another start, if I knew then
what I know now, be wild
Booyaka! Booyaka! I'll put you in the
A peaceful man got no place here
I you wanna see 'em all die with the lambs
I face fear 'til the space is clear
Then I 'em like a man cause it's what I am
Somebody told me the road to freedom is
but I swear I goin on my own
I'm my sisters, my families, my homies
Now I'm about to this mother(fucker) home

Aiyyo the police short in the street
And they just killed Cochise over a
Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends
Half dead and do dirty as some God thiefs