Luyện nghe bài hát Cornbread, Eddie & Me

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

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

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

Yo - hold your head up, you only got life left
Make the right step and don't sing the wrong
Fight somebody own damn size
You wrong, thinkin you won't meet yo' demise
This baby here, gon' up to be a king
I know how you seein things, but that's a fact
be over my dead body
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 you don't gotta do
They of themselves which means that they scared of me
And them the same, punk-ass that shot at you
The lord giveth and he taketh
God bless I can live to see another day
And if I had it my way I'd you all by the neck
Have respect, I'll serve and protect

Aiyyo the police Cornbread in the street
And they just killed Cochise over a

And if my teachers see you now
They'll take your head, cause you probably even bow
You humble, you mumble jumble
Your tower of so-called crumble
You killed my uncle, put a dagger my brother's heart
I need start, cause if I knew then
what I now, it'll be wild
Booyaka! Booyaka! I'll put you in the
A peaceful man ain't got no here
I guess you wanna see 'em all die the lambs
I face everyday 'til the space is clear
Then I fight 'em like a man it's what I am
Somebody me the road to freedom is lonely
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 Cochise over a beef
Jardine and the kids to make ends meet
Half dead and do dirty as some God damn