Luyện nghe bài hát Mr. Wendal

Here a dollar
In fact now brotherman, here two
Two dollars means a for me
But it a big deal to you

Be strong, serve God
Know that if you do, beautiful awaits
That's the poem I wrote for the first
I saw a man no clothes, no money, no plate

Mr. Wendal, his name
No one ever knew his 'cuz he's a no one
Never thought about spending on an old bum
Until I had the to really get to know one

Now that I know 'em, to give him money charity
He gives me knowledge, I buy him some shoes
And to think blacks spend all their on big colleges
most of you come out confused

Go Mr. Wendal
Go ahead Mr.

Mr. has freedom
A free that you and I he's dumb
to be without the worries of a quick to diss society
For Mr. a bum

His worries are sickness and occasional harassment
By the police and their
Uncivilized we him but I just saw him
Eat off the we waste

Civilization, are we really
Yes or no, who are we to
When thousands of innocent man could be brutally
And killed over a racist

Mr. has tried to warn us about our ways
But we hear him talk
It's not his fault when goin' too far and we got too far
on him we walk

Mr. Wendal, a man, a in flesh but not by law
I feed you to stand with pride
now that all in all we stand tall
Go Mr. Wendal

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