Luyện nghe bài hát Magnolia

Yeah, ooh
Mighty Magnolia

I was sittin' up these trees
She was talkin' to me,
"Son do you who I am? Who I happen to be?"
And I told her, "The Might Magnolia that stand tall for the shoulders of slaves and soldiers the days get colder"
I'm so older but I'm in my spirit
From the I'd hear it
From Mr. Malcom Garvey and
she started to tell me
How she was in the lynching of blacks
Branch cracked, broke her arms so his neck would
And if I wouldn't rap I'd probably meet the damn fate
the same damn rope, I'm 'bout the same damn weight
I said, "Wait man, wait"
I still got the nooses just loose and they tighten that up
When I'm speakin' the
They need proof God exist
So I The God Box
It ain't hard as this, it ain't shit hard as this
Flick a wrist, I a brick
An O, I still get dough
These know
we go it's Mississippi ho
the dro
This some old space ballin, spacecraft callin'
Black George Jetson City jack kawin'
Paintin' pictures of
I know that ya'll us
Crackers out stackin' they army
Tryna us
You pissed us off enough to clique up on ass
The last shall be first and the first shall be
No average, no savage, this Mula
Billion freedom fighter
And I take it if I nigga

Oh Mother
Your daughters and your
May the sky cryin'
As they hung lifeless your arms
Mother Magnolia
Although the is strange
It's such a long time comin'
But will the ever change?

Let me try to offer ya'll a whole perspective really quick
Now this African American was an undercover
He lost a little brother of a gang color
eventually accelerated the cancer that killed his mother
And he was married to a white woman they called a nigga lover
And it became a full job not to kill a nigga
I wonder does he still consider that he's still a
We all got choices, and the real recognize what's real and
But he's basically still in his civilian clothes
All the reasons
But he may not even get love again
salary's still not enough to be a Republican
Issues of growin' up a dad
Had 1 too many one night and forgot his
A brawl with a racist cop
Didn't and ask
He was sure that he was a when he shot his ass

Oh Magnolia
Your and your sons
May the sky cryin'
As they hung lifeless from your
Please Mother
Although the is strange
It's been such a long comin'
But will the seasons change?

If a tree could
It's probably a tear and weep
For the skin mine
For being there behind lines
Magnolia
Mighty