Luyện nghe bài hát Cornbread, Eddie & Me

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

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

Jardine and the tryin to make ends meet
Half dead and do dirty as 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 wrong, thinkin you won't meet yo' demise
This baby here, gon' up to be a king
I don't how you seein things, but that's a fact
be over my dead body
if I let you put a mother{fuckin} monkey on his
Shit ain't changed, it's just the
The voices in your head sayin do what you don't do
They scared of which means that they scared of me
And the same, punk-ass fools that shot at you
The lord and he taketh away
God that I can live to see another day
And if I had it my way I'd you all by the neck
Have some respect, serve and protect

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

And if my could see you now
take your head, cause you probably wouldn't even bow
You ain't humble, you jumble
Your tower of power'll crumble
You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my heart
I another start, cause if I knew then
what I know now, be wild
Booyaka! Booyaka! put you in the ground
A peaceful man got no place here
I guess you see 'em all die with the lambs
I face fear 'til the space is clear
Then I fight 'em like a man cause what I am
Somebody told me the to freedom is lonely
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

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