Luyện nghe bài hát My Peoples

I've streets, we're youth
Are forced to take the long way
And I've seen mourn
The loss of there born

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

Of the fast paced pipe dreams and shortcomings
just trying to make do and find a way out of nothing
It's like, we damned if we do and if we don't
And it's a thin line between respect and being broke

And one red button away from World War III
called the minority
And always, always pulled
Facing police

Why is every a living hell?
Probably 'cause they want us to
Yeah, three strikes and surely to jail
Like the ships when they sail

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

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

One button away from War III
Being called a
And being pulled, always being over
And to brutality

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

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

My stay strong as an ox
My peoples will never
My peoples will always
Remain a story to tell

My peoples was to endure
My peoples all shapes and
My got more peoples with them
more people, more sisters and brothers

My stay strong as an ox
My peoples will fail
My peoples will remain
Remain with a story to

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

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

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

My people stay as an ox
My peoples will never
My will always remain
Remain with a to tell