Luyện nghe bài hát Magnolia

Yeah, ooh
Mighty mighty

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

Oh Mother
daughters and your sons
May the sky cryin'
As hung lifeless from your arms
Please Mother
Although the fruit is
It's been such a time comin'
But will the seasons ever

Let me try to offer ya'll a whole 'nother really quick
Now this African American officer was an
He lost a little because of a gang color
Which eventually accelerated the cancer that killed his
And he was married to a white woman that they a nigga lover
And it became a full job not to kill a nigga
I wonder does he still consider that still a nigga
We all got choices, and the real recognize what's and chose
But he's still undercover in his civilian clothes
All the reasons
But he may not even get that love
'Cause still not enough to be a Republican
of growin' up without a dad
Had 1 too many one night and forgot his
A ensued with a racist cop
stop and ask
He was sure that he was a nigga he shot his ass

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

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