Luyện nghe bài hát Nightmares

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

Price]

Nightmares like a
Why,

[Verse 1: Quin
I seen it with my own (own eyes)
While his mama cried, that was her son
And she to God (she called to God)
you take him from me?
Why'd you take him from me? I ain't
Another black man killed by a black man with gun but
I guess sums up homicide
Every drive-by, every bullet fired, dies
I don't know if you'll when you symbolize
Whether you GD or or cuz (what's crackin', cuh?)
But because, they don't a fuck 'bout me
They give a fuck 'bout you
They don't a fuck 'bout love
don't give a fuck 'bout we
They give a fuck 'bout us
They don't give a 'bout none of that shit
Just to run in yo shit and they'll rewind and do it
niggas don't have no conscious and
I tomorrow ain't promised and
You don't really no problems when
He riding downtown with his and
A on the backseat, got damn
Make me why all they mind boxed in
Make me think 'bout Martin
And mark my words Mountain Luther King had a dream
I'll move
And I pray to God my people don't try to take my life
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 trying to save from me
Tomorrow it could be my
It's me up in my sleep
me why it hurts 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 got shot and my whole world stopped
It was the fear
That my mama had she was so glad
Just to send her son off to
A man trying to seek knowledge
A black man trying to make a
A black man trying to be something than
Just another standing on the block
Hustling with his homies and they 'round the clock
getting empty and the trap getting hot
Hit you for yo last so they can restock
Murk you with the Glock, murder for a
you in yo eyes right before he cock
the 17, all this for a cop
Niggas go to school and they get shot, fuck it
(I guess you're a product of environment)
(I shit round here violent)
I when you hear that chopper singing
Yo mama screaming, play the
But they just us to be silent
Being black is too vibrant
(Black on black crime put us nine-)
(Years of full of and blood and tears)
(So can you just remind me?)

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

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