Luyện nghe bài hát Headaches & Woes

Oh man, I got a headache
And my heart is up into
A tiny little microscopic pieces

I got a head full of headaches, a heart full of woes
I'm constantly singin' them blues
And not many people
That leaves me with a view
Of the whole wide world as I it
And I I got no choice but to be a poet

Now in my natural habitat I gravitate towards having
And I elevate on having
And I'll never get caught in rabbit trap
From to Venezuela
Nigeria down Australia
There's somethin' I learned that I gotta ya
There's a whole lot of us wrapped too tight

Now I could been your doctor or your
Or come to your house and up for ya
Self won't destroy ya
If you got that's lookin' out for ya
Men are murdered raped
People gettin' on videotape
And people elsewhere to escape

Just to to America to lick the plate
scope the land
Hell is so I hope you 'stand
Hip hop culture is
And rappers like me gon' rule the

I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's of woes
I'm singin' them downhome blues
And not many people
That leaves me with a view
Of the whole world as I know it
And I I got no choice but to be a poet

Now everyday I manifest and I
And smoke
And I penetrate and I
And I from Los Angeles
From to the Northern border
Panama, Spain to Atlanta,
I learned that I haven't told ya
Brothers like me don't too long

Now I you know it ain't who you know
But do you
You see 'cause you could go just any Joe
And that's for sho'
So if you're straight and narrow
And the in the barrel
And the is under the rainbow
And you're head over heels instead of the
Then you're bound to be

'Cause brothers are singin' and and rappin'
they was a vaudeville act
But is wealth and you gotta know self
And you gotta know God's black
'Cause every so often I sit and I wonder why I trip at all
'Cause half are down I get down
The other half wanna see me

Waitin' all heaven bound
And you that your L-7's round
And the sky falls to the ground
And you found the only way up is down
give me no additives, no sedatives
Or preservatives, or
Rhetoric you give, let it live
Yet my head is
I'm dealin' with this load on my

I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's of woes man
I'm constantly singin' them blues
And not many knows
Man, leaves me with a twisted view
Of the whole world as I know it
And I guess I got no but to be a

I got no but to be
I guess I got no but to be a poet
I I got no choice but to be a prophet
I I got no choice but to be a griot
A gangster, a athlete, a bum
A nobody, a criminal, a
A man, a MC, a MC, a MC

I got a full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes
I'm singin' them downhome blues
And not people knows
That leaves me with a twisted
Of the whole wide as I know it
And I I got no choice but to be a poet

Mmm, hmm, you that's right
That's why people got to get high, so they can get high
They blast and they passed the to get high
Just like a Jedi, never said I would, I, even if I I
Didn't do it but I just rather get a shut eye
So I sleep dawn to dusk in a bomb shelter
'Cause ya never know when the man is drop that big one

Oh, pelting, people burning, melting, the farmers
Armageddon, karma readings
Greetings, Earthlings, I'm from
Got two planets to go and then I'm on my way to the stars
Oh no, there I go through the ozone layer
the men are the men and they mean it
Down where the wind blow where the indo grow
In the snow and po'