Luyện nghe bài hát Long and Whining Road

1]

Its been a long and whining
though time keeps a changin
Ima bring it all back
I been i spit lyrics wit politics
Why i?
Says negro on my birth

Born in 1960 in a
/ ive been a spokesperson
For a
Within the same ol fear of a planet
20 years of sweat and no tears for fanatics

So it
If is hard
is god
it
Never took time for
Its all ma
As of the sixties
All along the
I cant bet they gonna me

Im bleeding
grain in me
if not for you
be no pe
From the nashville
in south country
In this world wrong
So heres another love

2]

We a long way baby
You know amazin
The surprise we these new guys
Flav has always been
Hit london 87 it was an invasion
Toured the world for 3
Hell with
Vocation of
Especially with the impact of it a nation
Of millions to us back
You bet theres blood on them bomb squad
Black steel , baseheads, for your right to fight
Prophets of rage , bring the
Dont believe the
Cant do for you man
911 is a
20 years we got by actin like common folk
Touring the world a rolling stone
the nineties came
Welcomed to the terrordome
Some threw it away , of something to say
Cause the streets still up havin no names
Since without a pause beats were never the same
And by we still had game.

3]

Only a pawn in the
Chastised for names
What was said and who it
Anti so forget it
Tears of left a friend
Blowin in the
But is god
Been back for 10 years and again
of them same cats
Help usher in rap
our interviews were better than a lotta them acts.
Praised the
because it sold
While
Went platinum to gold
Seen a nation reduce the power to gin and juice
Some people it up and turned it loose.

4]

Beethoven, brahms
I want some brown
Even bruce, brian, bono, beck, yeah berry
stevie sly smokey johnny cash in my chevy
Heard call me an uncle tom
Now petty
I'm a songwriter
I condense from right and wrong
Livin in the key of protest
From basement
Beyond dollars and cents
Changin of the spent
the--went
Most of their time out of
Hatin my mess age
Cant it, shut em down call it whatcha wanna
But they a day fit for a king
By the time we got to

a long time
We got god on our
bass and drum beats hear the good rhymes ride
A poison on
Shelter the storm
Hard gonna fall
Still the people on.