Luyện nghe bài hát Cornbread, Eddie & Me

Aiyyo the police shot Cornbread in the
And they just killed Cochise a beef

Ah man, I'm just a brother whose are good
Oh lord, don't let me be misunderstood
I gotta 10 under the hood
Several stages of lifespan, if I would
be a dope when not a laughin matter
Modern contemporary man still hunt and data
They want glamour, the prize
Give 'em a torch and they put the to your eyes
Give 'em a inch they a yard and they pull your card
a wrench so far in yours it'll leave a scar
Raise the bar, I it with the right scholastics
They made it plastic, that's why couldn't grasp it
I knew that you would fail me
shame on me twice you shouldn't have to tell me
And I'll be damned if let you get away with that
I just ain't playin that, that bullshit!

and the kids tryin to make ends meet
Half dead and do as some God damn thiefs

Yo - hold your head up, you only got your left
Make the right step and don't sing the wrong
Fight your own damn size
You dead wrong, 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 monkey on his back
ain't changed, it's just the choices
The voices in your head sayin do what you gotta do
They scared of themselves means that they scared of me
And the same, punk-ass fools that shot at you
The lord and he taketh away
God bless that I can to see another day
And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the
Have some respect, I'll serve and

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

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

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