Luyện nghe bài hát It's Alright

Don't you remember you told me you loved me
You said you'd be coming this way again
Baby baby baby ohhh baby
I you, yeah, I really do
This letter is from Saigon, the
It's alright, it's
I know my is overdue, they 'bout to shut off my light
And even if I get a job, too late, too right
Gotta do I gotta do to get this loot up tonight
alright, I write a letter dedicated to God
First I'll him, without him I'da never made it this far
But it's hard to think of why he not gettin involved
It's a lady with a newborn livin in the car
The police is beatin us up, the hurricane is us up
flood water was deep as a fuck
Dear Lord, are we gon' receive a reward
For all the sufferin and and misery we endure?
Just Trans-Atlantic slave trade, the AIDS, the crack
When are we gon' get paid back?
PS: write boy S to the A back
And tell Luther we got a joint we gave stays on playback
{"Don't you you told me you loved me baby?"}
When you told me you loved me (that's what you me, ain't it?)
{"You said you'd be back this way again"}
(You said you, you, you said you, you that you was comin back) I'm back
{"Baby baby baby ohhh baby"}
You told me you was comin back, that I would see you but you never me when
{"I love you, yeah, I do"}
I want you here to guide me by my side so it doesn't to be in vain
So leavin you again
alright, it's alright
They lockin ties, the neighborhood the ghetto with white
My nigga 21, he too young for two strikes
But if he catch another felony he gonna do life, ain't right
I a letter dedicated to our
who art in Heaven, Muslim brothers call him Allah
And they all tryin to of why he not gettin involved
America is them for no reason at all
Gas eatin us up, parole officers cheatin us yup
They us in for dirty pee in a cup
Ayo I know you love us Lord, but please show black a sign
To a society to lead design
Them A-T-Liens to the track
Up top, we call it the block, when not most of the crackers live
C'mon Lord, you don't see nothin the matter that?
Hit me back, I think me and you to chat
To all the havin babies on they own
These niggas shit ma, for real yo? You better off alone
If he ain't smart enough to know why he should
Then what he possibly teach his seed anyway?
You gotta like you never grind
Even if it mean you gotta your never mind, I know I read your mind
You do what you gotta, get it together ma
A baby ain't temporary, shit's forever ma
A mother's love is the kind
That'll get y'all the hard times, the pain and the stress combined
Raise your seed, you don't no man
Especially one that to be de-programmed
brother think he righteous cause don't eat no hand
But he keep of fuckin with some kilograms
Girlfriend, you know you're doin, the time is right
You tell your lil' one that alright
For real, keep your up
I this song, to the whole Abandoned Nation
If you've abandoned in any sense of the word
Then you of this Abandoned Nation
Gotta take it for what worth, right
God love us brothers, that's right
To all my on lockdown, the whole Abandoned Nation