Luyện nghe bài hát Liberation

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

[Verse 1: 32]
Born as a
But know I've got for my people
You know I shed for my people
Cuh round here good over
Born as a
But I've got love for my people
You know I shed blood for my
Cuh round here good evil
Nah nah, nah nah, love in my
You know I love when hate
Cuh they can get doot, one in their face
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
scared, I'd go above the law for you
Cuh if the sun rise, make it fall for you, ayy
[Hook: 32]
Up in my ends, they're killing my
Tell me who's sane, I feel Sadam
in my veins, my feelings 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 mi charging, charging
Cuh mi nah left it, and mi nah it
when we're parting
God willing, I'm I can make a good killing
Got my mother still for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica
They're tryna send me to the
Cuh the crosses on me don't work, don't 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 don't fall in the
Cuh the fall in the winter
of a winner
Face of a
say mi shaped like gorilla
That's how get away when they kill us
Nah nah, nah nah, in my ends
But mi no call all of dem
Cuh mi see their red eye the lens
Doot doot when I slide in the
Nah nah, nah nah, love in my ends,
But mi no call all of dem
Cuh mi see red eye through the lens now
Doot doot, 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 feelings are
But they can get a doof doof if feel like they aren't
Still deya, I mi charging, charging
Cuh mi still deya, I mi charging, charging
Cuh mi nah it, and mi nah left it
when we're parting
God willing, I'm praying I can make a good
Got my mother praying for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica
They're tryna me to the judge
Cuh the gold crosses on me work, don't work

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