Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To My Countrymen

1:
I to think I hated this place
Couldn't wait to the president straight to his face
But I changed, nowadays I embrace it all
Beautiful and amazing flaws
Got to care enough to give a
'Bout the 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 in the vividest living color
No how many times my love been smothered
Who's ever us won't just let us suffer
All of this struggling got to amount to
This is a letter to my
Especially those my age and than
We're up an ugly trend
Everybody's hustling don't nobody touch friends
No group and dancing
No nobody holds hands, and...
Instead they a handheld
And make you shoulder burden by your damn self
One thing can't be debated
Power never on it's own you got to make it
why community is so sacred
That's the symbol that we when we raise fists

"Sooner or later" x2
2:
We don't like to talk about the race thing
The whole grandparents to own slaves thing
Pat ourselves on the in February
Looking at pictures of Abe Lincoln and the King
But the real picture's much more
We're still not close to really sharing things
The of oppressed people
Shows what we feel it means to be a being
What does it mean to be
I the struggle to free is our inheritance
And if we say it how it is
We know our skin still give us privilege
given to the few
That are into the roots of our biggest institutions
That's the truth in life we got to
Do I fight in the movement or think I'm to it
This is not a life
This is the big we got to attack it right
one of us is headed for the grave
This old world won't be saved by the passive type
This is a letter to my
Not from a Democrat or a
But one among you why you call 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 a different view
I believe in what a driven few could really do
I know that the masses want to
And they just rather hear me rapping to the beat
But I to pass this planet to my son
A little than it was when they handed it to me
So I wrote a letter to my
I'll be happy if it only reaches one of
Reporting A-L-I, your brother
Mourning in America, dreaming in
Dr. Cornel
My Brother Ali,
I think you know deep down in soul that
something, something just right.
You don't want to be well adjusted to injustice
and well adapted to indifference. You to be
a with integrity who leaves a mark on the world.
People can say when you go that you the world
a little better than you found it. I understand. I want
to be that too.