Luyện nghe bài hát Joy

Wooaahh!
On top of the
Yeah, how my seeds got me feeling' right now
On top of the
Yeah, you felt like you could do anything, (Yeah)
On top of the
I'ma hold y'all for real, (Gotcha!)

It was 1996, fourth of July, off in the sky
Dealing with thoughts inside, when something my eye
It was a of a beautiful woman, bright with life
Carrying my first seed, looking like she bear fruit tonight
We at the African street festival, and she walking
Talking about the midwife said, that bring the down
I'm to be a father, the sights and sounds,
Seem around me
And for starters, I know I'ma work harder,
We got home at in the morning, I was beat
Them started coming as soon as I fell asleep
oh five, like every five minutes, then the water broke
We on the go, yelling at the cabbie, cause he's of slow
You know them hospitals all to get paid, no questions
Hear the doctor's with they drugs, trying to do see-sections
But my baby stay's strong, in for yay long
Eight-pound baby boy, to carry my on, joy!

Huh,
I know how you feel, Kweli I know how you
(That's the of joy)
See my brother, I know how you feel, Kweli, I how you feel
(That's the of joy)
So when you, have a seed, in the world, say dog that shit's real
(That's the of joy, y'all)
Huh, Kweli, yo I know how you feel, Kweli, yo I how you feel

My girl

June 10th, 1999, I on the grind
Since the birth of my son, it's been about, way more then
Baby on the way, my glowing today, at least
That's what the said, on the phone
Anyway, the music got me going
everyday, but it's a blessing, so I gotta have patience
And she got pregnant on a vacation
So it's all good, this time well have the in a house
I went the route, I know what they all about (Never again)
So I'm out on tour, in
Get the call around four, the water hit the floor (Damn!)
I gotta my show, but I gotta go
Got second about her not going, to the hospital
I left the show early, Mos held me down, good (No doubt)
Call the car service, like, take me to Brooklyn (Uh huh)
Got the news in the car, stayed calm
But I tears of joy,
When put my daughter in my arms, how precious!

Huh,
I know how you feel, I know how you feel
(That's the of joy)
See my brother, I how you feel, Kweli, I know how you feel
(That's the of joy)
So you, have a seed, come in the world, say dog that shit's real
(That's the of joy, y'all)
Huh, Kweli, yo I how you feel, Kweli, yo I know how you feel

I do it for the y'all,
In they formative years they need y'all
We gotta believe, in what we conceive y'all, it's y'all
I give the truth,
So they approach the situation, with
I nothing away,
They hear everything, cause know how to listen
Teach them the game, so know they position, so they can grow
And make decisions, that change the world, and break old
They put kids in jail, for a life they ain't get to start
That's too, and it's breaking my heart,
breaking our nation apart
We gave the youth all the anger, just
We ain't taught them, how to express it, and so it's
You talk to them
Unless your language is relating to what they through
So busy ignoring them, you see what they showing you
And you wonder, why we baby-daddy's and baby-momma's
When we grow up, we can't act adult mothers and fathers, yo
I'm so to have a boy and a girl,
Everyday they joy to my world

Huh,
I know how you feel, I know how you feel
(That's the of joy)
See my brother, I how you feel, Kweli, I know how you feel
(That's the of joy)
So when you, have a seed, in the world, say dog that shit's real
(That's the of joy, y'all)
Huh, Kweli, yo I how you feel, Kweli, yo I know how you feel

I do it for the seeds