Luyện nghe bài hát How Could You

It is real, as as it seem
you live on illusion
And don't you ever try to a dream
I

Buju say how you rise up every living day
Telling everything is ok
you look at life you'll see it slipping away
Lord knows who feels it every moment day

Those why cry for the poor get neglected, rejected, put to
How more we want to take?
Did you work off his shirt, blood, sweat and tears
Don't tell me you forgot

Being by the oppressors, all different types of stress
For the of the poor, they don't even care less
to deal with world atrocities, civil unrest
Instead they're penitentiaries as big as a bird's nest
Saying we are to be for whatever what mess

How could you up every living day?
Telling your everything is ok
When you look at life you'll see it away
knows who feels it every moment every day

Some say, how are you going? they want to if we are mine
Not until we repossess rightfully mine
down for so long we do believe it is time
Everyone is entitled to food at

'Till then, struggle for rights, no more racial fights
Degradation to the heights
All as a people we have to cross
health and strength we all can get across
Happenings of yesterday are just a thing of the

How could you rise up living day
Telling yourself is ok
When you at life you'll see it slipping away
Lord knows who feels it moment every day

Don't you cry little one, wipe tears, sing my song
Though we're in a strange land with one
Help the weak if you're strong, iron sharpens
When you're down take a look at where the help is coming
What the masterminds with the foolproof plans
What the geniuses who achieve grade one

How could you rise up living day?
yourself everything is ok
When you look at life see it slipping away
Lord knows who feels it every moment day

why cry for the poor get neglected, rejected, put to death
How much more we take?
Did you father work off his shirt, blood, and tears
Don't me that you forgot

Being oppressed by the oppressors, all different types of
For the sorrows of the poor, they even care less
to deal with world atrocities, civil unrest
Instead they're penitentiaries as big as a bird's nest
we are to be blamed for whatever what mess

How you rise up every living day
yourself nothin's is ok
When you look at you'll see it slipping away
knows who feels it every moment every day

Some say, how are you going? want to know if we are mine
Not we repossess what's rightfully mine
Sitting down for so long we do believe it is
Everyone is entitled to food at

Till then, we'll struggle for rights, no more fights
Degradation to the heights
All as a people we have to cross
With health and we all can get across
Happenings of yesterday are just a thing of the

How you rise up every living day?
Telling everything is ok
When you look at life see it slipping away
Lord who feels it every moment every day