Luyện nghe bài hát Headaches & Woes

Oh man, I got a splittin'
And my heart is broken up
A tiny little microscopic pieces

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

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

Now I could your doctor or your lawyer
Or come to house and clean up for ya
destruction won't destroy ya
If you got somebody lookin' out for ya
Men are women raped
People gettin' beat on
And people tryin' to escape

Just to come to to lick the plate
Helicopters the land
Hell is here so I you 'stand
Hip hop is African
And rappers like me rule the earth

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 wide world as I know it
And I guess I got no choice but to be a

Now everyday I and I generate
And cannabis
And I penetrate and I
And I demonstrate from Los
From Amsterdam to the Northern
Panama, to Atlanta, Georgia
Somethin' I learned that I told ya
Brothers like me don't live too

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

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

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

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

I got no but to be
I guess I got no choice but to be a
I I got no choice but to be a prophet
I guess I got no 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 constantly singin' downhome blues
And not many knows
That leaves me with a view
Of the whole wide world as I it
And I guess I got no but to be a poet

Mmm, hmm, you know that's
That's why people got to get their high, so can get high
They blast and they the pipe 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 dawn to dusk in a bomb
ya never know when the man is gonna drop that big one

Oh, pelting, people burning, melting, alarm the
Armageddon, karma readings
Greetings, Earthlings, I'm from
Got two more to go and then I'm on my way to the stars
Oh no, there I go the ozone layer hole
the men are the men and they mean it
Down where the don't blow where the indo grow
In the snow and po'