Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Countrymen

1:
I to think I hated this place
Couldn't to tell the president straight to his face
But I changed, nowadays I embrace it all
Beautiful ideals and flaws
Got to enough to give a testament
'Bout the deeply mess we're in
home 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 times my love been smothered
Who's ever above us just let us suffer
All of this got to amount to something
is a letter to my countrymen
Especially those my age and younger
We're up against an trend
Everybody's hustling nobody touch their friends
No group and dancing
No anthem nobody hands, and...
they give a handheld
And make you shoulder burden by your damn self
One thing that be debated
Power never on it's own you got to make it
That's why community is so
That's the symbol we make when we raise fists

"Sooner or later" x2
2:
We really like to talk about the race thing
The whole grandparents to own slaves thing
Pat on the back in February
Looking at pictures of Abe and the great King
But the picture's much more embarrassing
We're still not even close to really things
The of oppressed people
Shows what we feel it means to be a being
What does it mean to be
I think the struggle to free is our
And if we say it how it is
We know our skin still give us privilege
given to the few
That are built the roots of our biggest institutions
That's the truth in life we got to
Do I fight in the movement or I'm entitled to it
This is not a practice
This is the big game we got to it right
Each one of us is for the grave
This old crooked world won't be saved by the passive
This is a to my countrymen
Not from a or a Republican
But one among you that's why you call me
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, they
They feel defeated, old, bitter, and
Excuse me but I see it a different view
I still believe in what a few could really do
I know that the want to sleep
And they would just rather me rapping to the beat
But I want to this planet to my son
A better than it was when they handed it to me
So I a letter to my countrymen
I'll be happy if it only reaches one of
live A-L-I, your brother
Mourning in America, in color
Dr. Cornel
My Brother Ali,
I think you know deep down in your that
something, just ain't right.
You don't want to be just well to injustice
and adapted to indifference. You want to be
a person with who leaves a mark on the world.
People can say you go that you left the world
just a little better you found it. I understand. I want
to be that too.