Luyện nghe bài hát How Could You

It is real, as real as it
you live on illusion
And you ever try to live a dream
I

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

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

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

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

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

'Till then, we'll struggle for rights, no more racial
Degradation to the heights
All obstacles as a people we to cross
With health and strength we all can get
Happenings of yesterday are just a of the past

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

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

How you rise up every living day?
yourself everything is ok
When you look at life you'll see it slipping
Lord knows who feels it every every 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 tell me you forgot

Being oppressed by the oppressors, all types of stress
For the sorrows of the poor, 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 blamed for what mess

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

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

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

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