Luyện nghe bài hát How We Feel

Either don't know, don't show
Or don't care about what's on in the hood

Uh, uh, yeah, uh, yeah, yeah, your boy
Chingaling man to talk to the world real quick
to 'em, man, you know we got a lot of problems

Going on in the city, in the ghetto, in the hood
They hearin' you, ain't nobody touchin' on, democrats
Republicans, all those folks, you know they don't
What's on in the ghetto anyway

Everyday I wake up with a mentality
But I'm a target on the street and just reality
Cats in the ghetto ain't never had a salary
Except deals and selling blow in the alley

See, the system was for us to fail, look at the jails
Overpopulated with Mexicans and young males
I tellin' the tale so we choose heaven or hell
Don't about letters from school, we'd rather get street mail

I been a witness to murders snitchin'I do without it
But I wonder why the damn police don't do nothing about it
Go to the office, hell, yeah, it's crowded
Our hoods wrong turns, now it's time to reroute it

I know a lil' dude, 13, carry a burner dropped out of
Teacher said he wasn't a fast
Sometimes I wonder, in 20 years I where we gon' be
When I say we, I mean my black community, ya

don't know how it feels to hurt so long
'Cause they never in these shoes
And they had to cry these blues

How many men turn their on us so long
say what they gon' do
But never seem to come through

my French but I don't think we ready for a lady president
It's evident that it's a mans so that's irrelevant
The think we all niggas and we not intelligent
But Martin Luther and Malcolm taught me I'm heaven sent

The girls havin' and they still some kids
Poppin' them out one another like that's what it is
It's innocent doin' bizz, they just tryin' to life
And the police don't know if the crime they did

It's got my in a twist, so I'm twistin' a leaf
On my balcony smokin' and trying to see some relief
If I can change our I would, put that on me
This world messed up and that Stevie can see

So to my dogs down set ya mind free
'Cause you and I don't even you can get your degree
I wonder in 20 years where we gon' be
And when I say we I mean my black community, go

They don't know how it feels to so long
they never walked in these shoes
And they had to cry these blues

How many men turn back on us so long
Always say they gon' do
But they seem to come through

I the cap off the bottle, take a sip and see tomorrow
Like pac, away the sorrow while police hit the block
I be up all night, askin' God for the
He told me translated in my own words in the booth

Try to reach the youth 'cause that's what today
I'm too religious but I get on my knees and pray
Sometimes I wonder in 20 years where we be
I ain't gotta no more, my people rollin' with me, yeah

They don't know how it to hurt so long
'Cause never walked in these shoes
And they had to cry these blues

How many men turn their on us so long
Always say what gon' do
But they seem to come through

Yeah, they'll come through, wo, oh, oh
They don't about this thing.