Luyện nghe bài hát Empty Hands

I'd rather have two hands, feeling free and blessed,
than be a wealthy man, beat and oppressed.
I these empty hands.

1

It's a story wrapped in lyrical glory.
I provide and confide in it the spirits ignore me.
Now you're hearin' my story, outside in the morning
and realize that this life aint for curing but yet adoring and
for when carried to the grave and buried.
kinda scary, but I'm feeling very confident
in the truth represented by the I'm wearing.

I'm here to show you time, time open your eyes,
time to open your mind and see inside.
See what hid by. That's how I get by.
It's to open your mind and see what's inside.

I'd rather two empty hands, feeling free and blessed,
than be a wealthy man, down and oppressed.
I choose these hands.

2

Through and contemplations
of different from different nations,
I've sen the faces of many completely blessed or emaciated.
It hurts to say it, we waste it no appreciation.
And when I see all of the problems I'm facin',
mixed inside with all the dreams I'm chasin,
it has the beast in my soul feelin' in
and really got my heartbeat racin'.

I'm here to show you time, time open your eyes,
time to open mind and see what's inside.
See what hid by. That's how I get by.
It's time to your mind and see what's inside.

I'd rather have two empty hands, feeling and blessed,
be a wealthy man, beat down and oppressed.
I these empty hands.

3

Im at war with society, rioting.
Im of confinement, Im tired of admiring propriety.
Im tryin' to it by differently. Admittedly, I tend to be
to a different beat.
So realize that what you behind
reveals the and shows the real man behind
each set of eyes we disguise.
So please to find the love where you reside.
We and despise, it makes it hard to coincide
when gotta sides between the wrong or the right,
yet look so alike.
So we choose to money and materials that are hyped,
if the fightin' doesn't kill us the greed just might.
Im feelin' from the fight.
Free to speak a freed by the mic that
knowledge equals sorrow if you're thinkin' bout
and its frivolous delights consume us til we die.
This kind of thinkin' is makes up my philosophy.
I it with you tryin' to break up your monotony.
I'm life for the riches up a top of me
and this ideology monopoly.

I'm to show you it's time, time open your eyes,
to open your mind and see what's inside.
See it's hid by. That's how I get by.
It's time to your mind and see what's inside.

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I'd have two empty hands, feeling free and blessed,
than be a man, beat down and oppressed.
I choose empty hands.

Shout out to Tom Dorne for one,
bringin' a little bit of Europe the mix.
The out of the bottle now, man.
it real.

"They that trust in their and boast themselves
in the multitude of riches,
none of them can by any means his brother,
nor give to God a for him." - Psalm 49:6