Luyện nghe bài hát Nightmares

[Intro: Simone]
I'll tell you what freedom is to me, no
I really, no fear

Price]

Nightmares a motherfucker
Why,

[Verse 1: Price]
I it with my own eyes (own eyes)
While his mama cried, was her only son
And she called to God (she to God)
Why'd you take him me?
Why'd you him from me? I ain't surprised
Another black man killed by a man with another gun but
I guess up every homicide
Every drive-by, every fired, everybody dies
I don't know if you'll realize you symbolize
Whether you GD or or cuz (what's crackin', cuh?)
But because, don't give a fuck 'bout me
They don't give a fuck you
They don't give a fuck love
They give a fuck 'bout we
They don't give a 'bout us
They give a fuck 'bout none of that shit
Just to run in yo shit and they'll rewind and do it
Because don't have no conscious and
I promise tomorrow promised and
You don't really want no problems
He downtown with his patnas and
A chopper on the backseat, got
Make me why all they mind boxed in
Make me think 'bout Martin
And mark my words like Mountain Luther had a dream
move mountains
And I pray to God that my people don't try to take my
But if you all my shine I promise I'll give you the light
I'll give you the

Tell me why it so bad
I'm to save myself from me
it could be my last
It's keeping me up in my
Tell me why it so bad (so bad)
I'm trying to save myself me (from me)
Tomorrow it could be my (my last)
keeping me up in my sleep

[Verse 2: and (Quin Price)]
I heard it with my own
Your brother got and my whole world stopped
It was the only
my mama had when she was so glad
Just to send her son off to
A man trying to seek knowledge
A black man trying to a profit
A man trying to be something other than
Just nigga standing on the block
Hustling his homies and they working 'round the clock
Pantry getting and the trap getting hot
Hit you for yo last just so they can
Murk you with the Glock, for a rock
Look you in yo eyes before he cock
Back the 17, all for a cop
go to school and they still get shot, fuck it
(I guess you're a product of environment)
(I guess shit here violent)
I guess when you hear that singing
Yo mama screaming, the violin
But they want us to be silent
Being black is just too
(Black on black put us back nine-)
(Years of of sweat and blood and tears)
(So can you please remind me?)

(x2)
Tell me why it so bad
I'm trying to myself from me
it could be my last
It's keeping me up in my
me why it hurts so bad (so bad)
I'm trying to save from me (from me)
Tomorrow it could be my (my last)
keeping me up in my sleep

Rest in peace to Ryan and all the other fallen soldiers out
We love you and we you
Fly high,