Luyện nghe bài hát Liberation

KZ]
Said you might as well keep the by me
Since I'm with all eyes on me (seh wah?)
I said you might as keep the chance by me
Since I'm walking with all on me

[Verse 1: 32]
Born as a
But know I've got love for my
You know I blood for my people
Cuh round here good evil
as a hero
But I've got love for my people
You know I shed for my people
Cuh round here good evil
Nah nah, nah nah, in my ways
You know I love when hate
Cuh they can get doot doot, one in their
Cuh they can get doot doot, one in their
Nah nah, nah nah, you I'd go to war for you
.44 kicking down the for you
Never scared, I'd go the law for you
Cuh if the sun don't rise, it fall for you, ayy
Wretch 32]
Up in my ends, they're killing my
me who's sane, I feel like Sadam
Rage in my veins, my are numb
But they can get a doof if they feel like they aren't
Still deya, I mi charging, charging
Cuh mi still deya, I think mi charging,
Cuh mi nah it, and mi nah left it
Even we're parting
God willing, I'm I can make a good killing
Got my mother praying for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica
They're tryna send me to the
Cuh the gold crosses on me don't work, work

KZ]
Tired of the crime but the fire in my
Can and burn (burn and burn)

2: Wretch 32]
Born as a
The Lord is my
Pray I fall in the winter
Cuh the snow fall in the
of a winner
Face of a
They say mi shaped gorilla
That's how they get when they kill us
Nah nah, nah nah, love in my
But mi no call all of dem
Cuh mi see their red eye through the
Doot doot when I in the Benz
Nah nah, nah nah, in my ends, yeah
But mi no call all of dem
Cuh mi see their red eye through the now
doot, peace sign on your head now, yeah

[Hook: 32]
Up in my ends, killing my dargs
me who's sane, I feel like Sadam
Rage in my veins, my are numb
But they can get a doof if they feel like they aren't
Still deya, I mi charging, charging
Cuh mi deya, I think mi charging, charging
Cuh mi nah left it, and mi nah it
Even we're parting
God willing, I'm praying I can a good killing
Got my still praying for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica
tryna send me to the judge
Cuh the gold crosses on me work, don't work

KZ]
Tired of the crime but the fire in my
Can burn and (burn and burn)