Luyện nghe bài hát Headaches & Woes

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

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

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

Now I could been your or your lawyer
Or come to house and clean up for ya
Self won't destroy ya
If you got somebody that's out for ya
Men are murdered raped
People gettin' beat on
And people tryin' to escape

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

I got a head full of headaches, a that's full of woes
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 I got no choice but to be a poet

Now I manifest and I generate
And smoke
And I and I innovate
And I demonstrate from Los
From to the Northern border
Panama, to Atlanta, Georgia
Somethin' I that I haven't 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 you're straight and you're
And the in the barrel
And the serpent is the rainbow
And you're head heels instead of the reals
Then you're to be tangled

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

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

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

I got no but to be
I I got no choice but to be a poet
I guess I got no 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' them downhome
And not many people
That leaves me with a view
Of the wide world as I know it
And I guess I got no choice but to be a

Mmm, hmm, you know 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, even if I I
Didn't do it but I rather get a little shut eye
So I sleep from dawn to dusk in a bomb
'Cause ya never know when the man is drop that big one

Oh, pelting, people burning, melting, alarm the
Armageddon, psychic 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 through the ozone layer
the men are the men and they mean it
Down where the wind don't blow where the indo
In the and everybody po'