Luyện nghe bài hát NO MORE TEARDROPS

VIC MENSA FEAT. MALIK YUSEF & 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 teardrops

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

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

I'm tired of only 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 cops shooting me
dyin' and we still buyin' jewelry
Nigga, this ain't the time for the
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 a handout
This Street, we done got a bailout
They try to us to believe in the government
But even when Barack is president, niggas had to rocks
One out of niggas in the cell block
The other fourteen, don't nobody care
I'm in the pullin' my hair out
'Cause I get another year for one of my dreadlocks
At times, you gotta fight back to get your life
But if you fight back, you might get your jacked
And to fight back, you gotta 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 that
nigga try to hit me with a nightstick
I'm for my clip, I ain't goin' out like that

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

Can you feel that (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you that pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Say, time for a change! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you feel that (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that pain? (Shake 'em, 'em, shake 'em off)
Can you feel that (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Say, time 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 up (All tied 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, rockin' my (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)
though, our skin-folk into kinfolk
That's I kept 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
for real armed men and I'm next
Turing into a hot plate to feed my youngins
Indeed dug it (dug it, dug it)