Luyện nghe bài hát My Shot

I am not away my shot
I am not throwing my shot
Hey yo, I'm just my country
I'm young, scrappy and
And I'm not away my shot
I'm 'a get a scholarship to King's
I shouldn't brag, but dag, I amaze and astonish
The problem is I got a lot of brains but no
I gotta holler just to be
With every word, I drop
I'm a in the rough, a shiny piece of coal
to reach my goal my power of speech, unimpeachable
Only but my mind is older
These New York streets get colder, I shoulder
burden, every disadvantage
I have learned to manage, I don't have a gun to
I walk these streets
The plan is to fan this spark a flame
But damn, getting dark, so let me spell out the name
I am the we are meant to be

A colony that runs
Meanwhile, Britain keeps on us endlessly
Essentially, tax us relentlessly
King George turns around, runs a spending spree
He ain't ever set his descendants free
So will be a revolution in this century
Enter me, he in parentheses

Don't be shocked when your hist'ry mentions me
I will lay my life if it sets us free
Eventually, see my ascendancy

And I am not throwing my shot
I am not throwing away my
Hey yo, I'm just my country
I'm young, scrappy and
And I'm not throwing away my

I am not throwing away my
I am not throwing my shot
Hey yo, I'm just like my
I'm young, and hungry
And I'm not away my shot
It's to take a shot

I dream of life without a
The in France will lead to onarchy?
how you say, how you say, anarchy?
When I fight, I make the side panicky
With my,

Yo, I'm a apprentice
And I got y'all knuckleheads in loco
I'm the rebellion 'cause I know it's my chance
To socially advance, instead of some pants
I'm gonna take a

But we'll be truly free
Until in bondage have the same rights as you and me
You and I. Do or die. Wait I sally in
On a with the first black battalion
Have shot

Geniuses, lower voices
You keep out of trouble and you double choices
I'm you, but the situation is fraught
You've got to be taught
If you talk, you're get shot

Burr, what we got
Lafayette, hard rock like Lancelot
I your pants look hot
Laurens, I you a lot
hatch a plot blacker than the kettle callin' the pot
What are the the gods would put us all in one spot
a squat on conventional wisdom, like it or not
A bunch of manumission abolitionists?
Give me a position, me where the ammunition is

Oh, am I talkin' too
Sometimes I get over excited, off at the mouth
I never had a group of before
I promise that I'll make proud

get this guy in front of a crowd

I am not throwing my shot
I am not throwing my shot
Hey yo, I'm just like my
I'm young, scrappy and
And I'm not away my shot

I am not throwing my shot
I am not away my shot
Hey yo, I'm just like my
I'm young, and hungry
And I'm not throwing my shot

Everybody
Whoa, whoa,
Hey, whoa, whoa,
Ay, let 'em ya

go

Whoa, whoa, whoa I said it to the rooftops
Whoa, whoa, said, to the rooftops
Whoa, whoa, come on

Come on, go
up
When you're living on your knees, you up
Tell your brother that he's rise up
Tell your that she's gotta rise up

When are these colonies rise up?
When are these colonies gonna up?
When are these colonies gonna up?
are these colonies gonna rise up?

up
I death so much it feels more like a memory
it gonna get me?
In my sleep, seven ahead of me?
If I see it comin', do I run or do I let it be?
Is it like a beat a melody?
See, I never thought I'd past twenty
Where I come from get half as many
Ask anybody why we fast and we laugh, reach for a flask
We have to this moment last, that's plenty

that this is not a moment, it's the movement
Where all the hungriest brothers with to prove went?
Foes us, we take an honest stand
We roll Moses, claimin' our promised land
If we win our independence?
'Zat a guarantee of freedom for our
Or will the blood we shed begin an endless cycle of and death with no defendants?
I know the action in the street is
But Jesus, between all the 'n fightin'
been readin' 'n writin'
We need to handle our financial
Are we a nation of states what's the state of our
I'm past patiently waitin' I'm passionatelymashin' every
Every an act of creation
I'm laughin' in the face of and sorrow
For the first time, I'm past tomorrow

And I am not away my shot
I am not throwing away my
Hey yo, I'm like my country
I'm young, scrappy and
And I'm not throwing my shot

We're gonna rise up (time to a shot)
We're gonna up (time to take a shot)
We're gonna, rise up, up

It's time to a shot
Rise up, rise up, it's time to a shot
Rise up, it's time to a shot
Rise up, a shot, shot, shot
It's time to take a shot, to take a shot
And I am not throwing my shot
Not away my shot