Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Countrymen

1:
I to think I hated this place
Couldn't wait to tell the president to his face
But lately I changed, I embrace it all
Beautiful and amazing flaws
Got to enough to give a testament
the deeply depressing mess we're in
It's so we better make the best of it
I wanna make country what it says it is
Still dream in the vividest living
No matter how many times my been smothered
Who's above us won't just let us suffer
All of struggling got to amount to something
is a letter to my countrymen
Especially those my age and than
We're up against an ugly
Everybody's hustling don't nobody their friends
No group singing and
No anthem nobody hands, and...
Instead give a handheld
And make you shoulder life's by your damn self
One thing can't be debated
Power never on it's own you got to make it
That's why community is so
That's the that we make when we raise fists

"Sooner or later" x2
2:
We don't really like to talk the race thing
The whole used to own slaves thing
Pat ourselves on the back in
Looking at pictures of Abe Lincoln and the King
But the real picture's much embarrassing
We're still not close to really sharing things
The situation of oppressed
Shows we feel it means to be a human being
What does it to be American?
I think the to free is our inheritance
And if we say it how it is
We know our lily still give us privilege
Advantages to the few
That are into the roots of our biggest institutions
That's the in life we got to choose
Do I fight in the movement or think I'm to it
is not a practice life
This is the big game we got to it right
one of us is headed for the grave
This old crooked won't be saved by the passive type
This is a to my countrymen
Not from a Democrat or a
But one among you why you call me brother
Ain't scared to you we're in trouble 'cause I love you

"Sooner or later" x2
3:
They tell me I'm a dreamer, ridicule
feel defeated, old, bitter, and cynical
Excuse me but I see it from a view
I believe in what a driven few could really do
I know the masses want to sleep
And they would rather hear me rapping to the beat
But I want to pass planet to my son
A little better than it was when handed it to me
So I a letter to my countrymen
I'll be if it only reaches one of them
live A-L-I, your brother
Mourning in America, in color
Dr. Cornel
My dear Ali,
I think you deep down in your soul that
something, just ain't right.
You want to be just well adjusted to injustice
and well to indifference. You want to be
a person with who leaves a mark on the world.
People can say when you go that you the world
just a little than you found it. I understand. I want
to be that too.