Luyện nghe bài hát My Peoples

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

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

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

And one red button away from World War III
Always the minority
And always, always over
Facing brutality

Why is street a living hell?
Probably 'cause they us to fail
Yeah, three strikes and back to jail
Like the slave ships when sail

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

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 as thin as the line between west and east

One away from World War III
Being a minority
And being pulled, always pulled over
And subject to

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

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

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

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

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

My people was made to
My peoples all and colors
My peoples got more people them
more people, more sisters and brothers

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

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

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