Luyện nghe bài hát Cornbread, Eddie & Me

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

Ah man, I'm just a brother whose intentions are
Oh lord, please don't let me be
I gotta 10 under the hood
Several stages of lifespan, damned if I
be a dope when it's not a laughin
Modern contemporary man still hunt and data
They want glamour, the prize
Give 'em a torch and put the fire to your eyes
Give 'em a inch they take a yard and they your card
Throw a 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 they couldn't it
I always that you would fail me
Once shame on me twice you have to tell me
And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away that
I ain't playin that, that's that bullshit!

Jardine and the kids to make ends meet
dead and do dirty as some God damn thiefs

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

Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the
And they just Cochise over a beef

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

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