Luyện nghe bài hát Headaches & Woes

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

I got a head full of headaches, a heart that's full of
I'm singin' them downhome blues
And not many knows
That leaves me a twisted view
Of the wide world 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 on having that
And I'll never get caught in rabbit trap
Yellowstone to Venezuela
Nigeria down through
There's somethin' I learned I gotta tell ya
There's a whole lot of us ain't wrapped too

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

Just to come to America to the plate
scope the land
Hell is here so I you 'stand
Hip hop is African
And like me gon' rule the earth

I got a full of headaches, a heart that's full of woes
I'm constantly them downhome blues
And not people 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

Now everyday I and I generate
And cannabis
And I and I innovate
And I demonstrate Los Angeles
Amsterdam to the Northern border
Panama, Spain to Atlanta,
Somethin' I learned that I haven't ya
Brothers like me don't too long

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 you're straight and narrow
And the in the barrel
And the serpent is under the
And you're head heels instead of the reals
Then you're to be tangled

'Cause brothers are singin' and dancin' and
Like they was a act
But knowledge is wealth and you gotta know
And you gotta know God's still
'Cause every so often I sit and I why I even trip at all
half are down when I get down
The half wanna see me fall

Waitin' around all heaven
And you seen that L-7's round
And the sky falls to the ground
And you that the only way up is down
Don't me no additives, no sedatives
Or preservatives, or
Rhetoric you give, let it live
Yet my is poundin'
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 them downhome blues
And not many knows
Man, that leaves me with a view
Of the whole wide world as I 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 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 head full of headaches, a heart that's of woes
I'm constantly singin' downhome 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

Mmm, hmm, you that's right
That's why people got to get high, so they can get high
They and they passed 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 rather get a shut eye
So I sleep from dawn to dusk in a shelter
'Cause ya never know when the man is drop that big one

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