Luyện nghe bài hát NO MORE TEARDROPS

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

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

Police cars on fire in the
gas and the dogs on a leash
The scene like somethin' in the sixties
They knees like Monica Lewinsky
They beating women like Bobby did
why the only blue we salute is to Nipsey
Juneteenth at the precinct
Hanging by the pigtails, burned down
Strange fruits swingin' from the trees
White folks 'cause they can't leave
Try to life, that's a real quarantine
They just take the mask off when they can't
But we got officers in our esophagus
Face blue 'cause he running out of
Got his brains by one of his accomplices
Add you to the of his accomplishments
He came forward in the night, now mourning
Black fist up to no-knock
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 slavin' for 'em, I ain't 'bout to crop
off, my wrist lock in gridlock
I'm this shits, nigga, 'til the bullshit stop

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

I'm of only 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 tired of runnin', but the keep shooting me
Niggas and we still buyin' jewelry
Nigga, this ain't the for the tomfoolery
A sign of the times, shit ain't it used to be
I throw a hoodie on, at what they do to me
.223 cocked, I don't need a
Wall Street, we done got a bailout
They try to us to believe in the government
But even Barack is president, niggas had to sell rocks
One out of fifteen niggas in the cell
The other fourteen, don't care about
I'm in the courtroom my hair out
'Cause I get another year for each one of my
At times, you fight back to get your life back
But if you fight back, you might get your jacked
And just to back, you gotta have the right stack
'Cause Johnny gonna hit you with the price tag
Malcolm X, Huey Newton, don't like that
Hell, hell nah, don't like that
First nigga try to hit me a nightstick
I'm going for my clip, I ain't goin' out that

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

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

negro, keeper of the cult
My heart and the Ghost (I hear)
Of the South (I hear)
First I assert my memory, my moccasins (I hear)
They observed I had a cottonmouth, I spoke (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 dome on a swivel for in this, war
They want me to up and dribble more
Black soil, got rich the dirt
Struggle, marriage, still engaged in
Looking for armed men and I'm next
Turing Birmingham into a hot to feed my youngins
they dug it (dug it, dug it)