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 more teardrops, no more
No more teardrops, no teardrops

cars on fire in the streets
Tear gas and the on a leash
The scene seem somethin' in the sixties
They takin' knees like Monica
They women like Bobby did Whitney
That's why the blue we salute is to Nipsey
Juneteenth barbecue at the
Hanging by the pigtails, burned down
fruits still swingin' from the trees
White folks protesting 'cause they can't
Try to life, that's a real quarantine
They just take the mask off when can't breathe
But we got officers in our esophagus
Face blue 'cause he out of oxygen
Got his blew by one of his accomplices
Add you to the list of his
He came in the night, now we're mourning
Black fist up to warrants
But the fascism ain't the army warrin'
Look at the way the took and tore him
at the blood, the streets filled with teardrops
I ain't slavin' for 'em, I ain't 'bout to share
Pissed off, my lock in gridlock
I'm with this shits, nigga, 'til the bullshit

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

I'm tired of only seein' at the funeral
Tired of learnin' my homie's at the eulogy
I'm of wearin' suits, man, this ain't suitable
I'm tired of runnin', but the cops shooting me
Niggas dyin' and we still jewelry
Nigga, ain't the time for the tomfoolery
A sign of the times, shit what it used to be
I a hoodie 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 tell us to believe in the
But even when Barack is president, niggas had to rocks
One out of fifteen niggas in the cell
The other fourteen, nobody care about
I'm in the courtroom my hair out
'Cause I get year for each one of my dreadlocks
At times, you gotta back to get your life back
But if you fight back, you might get life jacked
And just to fight back, you gotta the right stack
'Cause Johnny Cochran gonna hit you the price tag
Malcolm X, Newton, they don't like that
Hell, nah, they don't like that
nigga try to hit me with a nightstick
I'm going for my clip, I goin' out like that

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

Can you that pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you that pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that pain? (Shake 'em, 'em, shake 'em off)
Say, time for a change! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you feel that pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, '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, It's 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)
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 assert my memory, rockin' my (I hear)
observed I had a cottonmouth, when 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 my dome on a swivel for in this, uncivil war
They want me to shut up and more
Black soil, got rich from the
Struggle, marriage, still in combat
Looking for armed men and I'm next
Turing into a hot plate to feed my youngins
Indeed dug it (dug it, dug it)