Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Countrymen

1:
I used to think I this place
Couldn't wait to tell the president to his face
But lately I changed, I embrace it all
Beautiful ideals and amazing
Got to care to give a testament
'Bout the deeply depressing we're in
It's home so we make the best of it
I wanna this country what it says it is
Still dream in the living color
No matter how many my love been smothered
Who's ever above us won't let us suffer
All of this struggling got to amount to
This is a to my countrymen
Especially my age and younger than
We're up an ugly trend
Everybody's hustling don't nobody their friends
No group and dancing
No anthem holds hands, and...
Instead give a handheld
And make you shoulder burden by your damn self
One thing that be debated
Power never changed on it's own you got to it
why community is so sacred
That's the symbol that we when we raise fists

"Sooner or later" x2
2:
We don't really to talk about the race thing
The grandparents used to own slaves thing
Pat ourselves on the in February
Looking at of Abe Lincoln and the great King
But the real picture's much more
still not even close to really sharing things
The situation of oppressed
Shows we feel it means to be a human being
What it mean to be American?
I think the struggle to is our inheritance
And if we say it how it is
We know our skin still give us privilege
Advantages to the few
That are built the roots of our biggest institutions
the truth in life we got to choose
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
one of us is headed for the grave
This old crooked world won't be by the passive type
is a letter to my countrymen
Not from a Democrat or a
But one among you that's why you me brother
Ain't scared to tell you we're in trouble 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 still in what a driven few could really do
I know that the masses want to
And they would just rather hear me to the beat
But I want to pass this to my son
A little better it was when they handed it to me
So I wrote a letter to my
I'll be if it only reaches one of them
live A-L-I, your brother
Mourning in America, in color
Dr. West:
My dear Ali,
I you know deep down in your soul that
something, something ain't right.
You don't to be just well adjusted to injustice
and well to indifference. You want to be
a with integrity who leaves a mark on the world.
People can say you go that you left the world
a little better than you found it. I understand. I want
to be like too.