Luyện nghe bài hát Headaches & Woes

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

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 a twisted view
Of the whole wide world as I it
And I I got no choice but to be a poet

Now in my natural I gravitate towards having that
And I elevate on having
And I'll never get caught in your trap
Yellowstone to Venezuela
Nigeria down Australia
There's somethin' I that I gotta tell ya
a whole lot of us ain't wrapped too tight

Now I could been your doctor or your
Or to your house and clean up for ya
Self destruction won't ya
If you got somebody that's out for ya
Men are murdered raped
gettin' beat on videotape
And people elsewhere tryin' to

Just to come to America to the plate
Helicopters the land
Hell is so I hope you 'stand
Hip hop culture is
And rappers me gon' rule the earth

I got a head of headaches, a heart that's full of woes
I'm constantly singin' 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 and I innovate
And I demonstrate Los Angeles
Amsterdam to the Northern border
Panama, to Atlanta, Georgia
Somethin' I learned that I told ya
like me don't live too long

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

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

Waitin' around all heaven
And you seen your L-7's round
And when the sky to the ground
And you found that the way up is down
Don't me no additives, no sedatives
Or preservatives, or
you give, just let it live
Yet my is poundin'
I'm dealin' with this on my mind

I got a head full of headaches, a heart full of woes man
I'm constantly them downhome blues
And not many peoples
Man, leaves me with a twisted view
Of the whole wide 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 guess I got no choice but to be a
I guess I got no choice but to be a
A gangster, a athlete, a bum
A nobody, a criminal, a
A man, a MC, a MC, a MC

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

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

Oh, pelting, people burning, melting, the farmers
Armageddon, karma readings
Greetings, Earthlings, I'm Mars
Got two planets to go and then I'm on my way to the stars
Oh no, I go through the ozone layer hole
Where the men are the men and they it
where the wind don't blow where the indo grow
In the and everybody po'