Luyện nghe bài hát NO MORE TEARDROPS

VIC MENSA FEAT. MALIK & WYATT WADDELL - NO MORE TEARDROPS

No teardrops, no more teardrops
No more teardrops (Hold on!), no more
No more teardrops, no more
No more teardrops, no teardrops
No more teardrops, no more

Police on fire in the streets
gas and the dogs on a leash
The scene like somethin' in the sixties
They takin' knees like Monica
They beating women like did Whitney
That's why the blue we salute is to Nipsey
Juneteenth at the precinct
Hanging by the pigtails, down Wendy's
fruits still swingin' from the trees
White folks protesting 'cause they leave
Try twenty-five to life, that's a quarantine
They just take the off when they can't breathe
But we got knees in our esophagus
Face blue 'cause he running out of
Got his blew by one of his accomplices
Add you to the of his accomplishments
He came in the night, now we're mourning
Black up to no-knock warrants
But the fascism ain't the only army
at the way the patriarchy took and tore him
Look at the blood, the streets filled with
I ain't for 'em, I ain't 'bout to share crop
off, my wrist lock in gridlock
I'm this shits, nigga, 'til the bullshit stop

No more teardrops, no more
No more teardrops, no tears
No more teardrops, no teardrops
No more teardrops, no more

I'm tired of only seein' at the funeral
Tired of learnin' my homie's name at the
I'm tired of wearin' suits, man, this suitable
I'm tired of runnin', but the cops shooting me
Niggas and we still buyin' jewelry
Nigga, ain't the time for the tomfoolery
A sign of the times, shit ain't what it to be
I throw a on, look at what they do to me
.223 cocked, I don't need a
This Wall Street, we got a bailout
They try to us to believe in the government
But even when is president, niggas had to sell rocks
One out of niggas in the cell block
The other fourteen, don't care about
I'm in the courtroom my hair out
'Cause I get year for each one of my dreadlocks
At times, you gotta fight back to get your back
But if you back, you might get your life jacked
And just to fight back, you gotta have the right
'Cause Cochran gonna hit you with the price tag
Malcolm X, Newton, they don't like that
Hell, hell nah, they don't like
First nigga try to hit me with a
I'm going for my clip, I ain't goin' out like

No more teardrops, no teardrops
No more teardrops, no more
No teardrops, no more teardrops
No teardrops, no more tears

Can you feel that pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, 'em off)
Can you that pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Say, time for a change! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you feel that pain? (Shake 'em, 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you that pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, 'em off)
Say, It's for a change!
I I'm at war
All I wanted to do was live without fear
(All he wanted, wanted)
Now I'm all tied up (All up)
nowhere to go (Nowhere to go, oh)

Spiritual negro, keeper of the
My and the Holy Ghost (I hear)
Of the South (I hear)
First I assert my memory, my moccasins (I hear)
observed I had a cottonmouth, when I spoke (I hear)
I spit fire that was stored up in my bones, then I (I hear)
Listen though, our into kinfolk
That's what I kept my dome on a swivel for in this, war
They want me to up and dribble more
soil, got rich from the dirt
Struggle, marriage, still in combat
Looking for real men and I'm next
Turing Birmingham a hot plate to feed my youngins
Indeed dug it (dug it, dug it)