Luyện nghe bài hát NO MORE TEARDROPS

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

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

Police cars on fire in the
Tear gas and the dogs on a
The seem like somethin' in the sixties
They takin' knees like Monica
They beating women like Bobby did
That's why the only blue we salute is to
Juneteenth at the precinct
Hanging by the pigtails, burned down
Strange fruits still swingin' from the
White folks protesting 'cause they can't
Try twenty-five to life, a real quarantine
They just take the mask off when they breathe
But we got officers in our esophagus
blue 'cause he running out of oxygen
Got his blew by one of his accomplices
Add you to the of his accomplishments
He forward in the night, now we're mourning
fist up to no-knock warrants
But the fascism ain't the only army
Look at the way the took and tore him
Look at the blood, the streets with teardrops
I ain't for 'em, I ain't 'bout to share crop
off, my wrist lock in gridlock
I'm with 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 seein' niggas at the funeral
Tired of learnin' my name at the eulogy
I'm tired of wearin' suits, man, ain't suitable
I'm of runnin', but the cops keep shooting me
Niggas dyin' and we buyin' jewelry
Nigga, this the time for the tomfoolery
A sign of the times, ain't what it used to be
I throw a hoodie on, look at what do to me
.223 cocked, I don't need a
This Wall Street, we got a bailout
try to tell us to believe in the government
But even Barack is president, niggas had to sell rocks
One out of niggas in the cell block
The other fourteen, don't nobody about
I'm in the courtroom pullin' my out
'Cause I get another year for one of my dreadlocks
At times, you gotta fight to get your life back
But if you fight back, you might get your jacked
And just to fight back, you have the right stack
'Cause Cochran gonna hit you with the price tag
Malcolm X, Huey Newton, don't like that
Hell, hell nah, they don't like
First nigga try to hit me a nightstick
I'm for my clip, I ain't goin' out like that

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

Can you feel that (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Say, It's for a change! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you feel pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that pain? (Shake 'em, 'em, shake 'em off)
Say, time for a change!
I I'm at war
All I ever 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, of the cult
My heart and the Ghost (I hear)
Of the long-forgotten (I hear)
First I my memory, rockin' my moccasins (I hear)
They observed I had a cottonmouth, when I (I hear)
I spit fire that was up in my bones, then I smoke (I hear)
Listen though, our into kinfolk
That's what I kept my on a swivel for in this, uncivil war
They me to shut up and dribble more
Black soil, got rich from the
Struggle, marriage, still in combat
Looking for real armed men and I'm
Turing Birmingham into a hot plate to feed my
they dug it (dug it, dug it)