Luyện nghe bài hát My Peoples

I've streets, we're youth
Are forced to take the way home
And I've seen mothers
The loss of there only

I believe, we are given nothin' more than we can beg
A vision is only blurred life seems unfair
Who am I to the man with the needle in his veins
When just chasing freedom to escape the pain

Of the worlds fast paced pipe and shortcomings
He's just trying to make do and find a way out of
It's like, we if we do and damned if we don't
And it's a very thin line respect and being broke

And being one red button away World War III
called the minority
And always, always over
Facing police

Why is street a living hell?
Probably they want us to fail
Yeah, three and surely back to jail
Like the slave ships they sail

Years and years of civil rights chasing to that bill
But ask yourself, people have we or are we standing still
Down and out struggling in concrete jungle
One check away from starvation,

But they say free is about speaking your mind
Prophesies too much and that's where draw the line
A line as as the line between war and peace
A line as thin as the between west and east

One button from World War III
called a minority
And being pulled, always pulled over
And subject to

Why is every street like a hell?
Probably they all just want us to fail
And three strikes and surely back to
Like the slaves ship when sail but they don't know that

My people made to endure
My peoples all shapes and
My got more people with them
That's peoples, more sisters and brothers

My people strong as an ox
My will never fail
My will always remain
Remain a story to tell

My peoples was to endure
My peoples all shapes and
My peoples got peoples with them
That's more people, more sisters and

My people stay as an ox
My peoples will fail
My peoples always remain
Remain with a to tell

My people was to endure
My all shapes and colors
My peoples got more people them
That's people, more sisters and brothers

My stay strong as an ox
My will never fail
My peoples always remain
Remain with a story to

My peoples was to endure
My all shapes and colors
My peoples got more with them
That's more people, more sisters and

My people strong as an ox
My peoples will fail
My peoples will remain
with a story to tell