Luyện nghe bài hát Liberation

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

[Verse 1: 32]
Born as a
But know I've got love for my
You I shed blood for my people
Cuh here good over evil
as a hero
But know got love for my people
You I shed blood for my people
Cuh round good over evil
Nah nah, nah nah, in my ways
You know I when they hate
Cuh they can get doot, one in their face
Cuh can get doot doot, one in their face
Nah nah, nah nah, you I'd go to war for you
.44 kicking the door for you
scared, I'd go above the law for you
Cuh if the sun don't rise, it fall for you, ayy
Wretch 32]
Up in my ends, they're my dargs
me who's sane, I feel like Sadam
Rage in my veins, my are numb
But can get a doof doof if they feel like they aren't
Still deya, I think mi charging,
Cuh mi still deya, I think mi charging,
Cuh mi nah left it, and mi nah it
Even when we're
God willing, I'm praying I can make a killing
Got my mother still praying for a sending barrels to Jamaica
tryna send me to the judge
Cuh the crosses on me don't work, don't work

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

[Verse 2: 32]
Born as a
The is my keeper
Pray I don't in the winter
Cuh the snow in the winter
of a winner
Face of a
They say mi like gorilla
That's how they get when they kill us
Nah nah, nah nah, in my ends
But mi no all of dem friends
Cuh mi see their red eye the lens
Doot when I slide in the Benz
Nah nah, nah nah, love in my ends,
But mi no all of dem friends
Cuh mi see red eye through the lens now
Doot doot, peace sign on your head now,

[Hook: 32]
Up in my ends, they're killing my
Tell me who's sane, I feel like
Rage in my veins, my are numb
But they can get a doof doof if they feel like they
Still deya, I mi charging, charging
Cuh mi still deya, I think mi charging,
Cuh mi nah it, and mi nah left it
when we're parting
God willing, I'm praying I can make a killing
Got my mother praying for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica
They're 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 and burn (burn and burn)