Luyện nghe bài hát Magnolia

Yeah, ooh
Mighty mighty

I was sittin' up under trees
She was to me, said
"Son do you know who I am? Who I 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 used in the lynching of
Branch cracked, her arms so his neck would snap
And if I wouldn't rap I'd probably meet the same fate
From the same damn rope, I'm 'bout the same damn
I said, "Wait man, wait"
I still got the nooses just loose and tighten that bitch up
When I'm speakin' the
They need proof that God
So I The God Box
It ain't hard as this, it ain't shit hard as this
a wrist, I flick a brick
An O, I still get this
These bitches
we go it's Mississippi ho
the dro
This some old outer space ballin, callin'
Black Jetson Juice City jack kawin'
pictures of scriptures
I know that ya'll us
Crackers out stackin' they army
Tryna us
You pissed us off enough to up on your ass
The last shall be first and the shall be last
No average, no savage, King Mula
Billion dollar fighter
And I take it if I nigga

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

Let me try to offer ya'll a whole perspective really quick
Now this African officer was an undercover
He lost a little brother because of a gang
Which eventually accelerated the cancer that killed his
And he was to a white woman that they called a nigga lover
And it became a full job not to kill a nigga
I does he still consider that he's still a nigga
We all got choices, and the recognize what's real and chose
But he's basically still undercover in his clothes
All the reasons
But he may not get that love again
'Cause salary's not enough to be a Republican
of growin' up without 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 nigga he shot his ass

Oh Magnolia
Your daughters and sons
May the sky start
As they lifeless from your arms
Mother Magnolia
Although the fruit is
been such a long time comin'
But will the seasons change?

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