Luyện nghe bài hát NO MORE TEARDROPS

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

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

Police cars on fire in the
Tear gas and the dogs on a
The seem like somethin' in the sixties
They takin' knees Monica Lewinsky
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 Wendy's
Strange still swingin' from the trees
White folks 'cause they can't leave
Try twenty-five to life, that's a quarantine
They just take the mask off when they breathe
But we got officers 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 forward in the night, now we're
Black up to no-knock warrants
But the fascism ain't the only warrin'
Look at the way the patriarchy and tore him
Look at the blood, the streets with teardrops
I ain't slavin' for 'em, I ain't to share crop
Pissed off, my lock in gridlock
I'm with shits, nigga, 'til the bullshit stop

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

I'm tired of only seein' niggas at the
Tired of learnin' my homie's at the eulogy
I'm tired of wearin' suits, man, this suitable
I'm tired of runnin', but the cops keep me
Niggas dyin' and we still buyin'
Nigga, this the time for the tomfoolery
A sign of the times, shit ain't it used to be
I throw a hoodie on, look at what do to me
.223 cocked, I need a handout
Wall Street, we done got a bailout
They try to tell us to 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 nobody care
I'm in the pullin' my hair out
I get another year for each one of my dreadlocks
At times, you gotta fight to get your life back
But if you fight back, you get your 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, hell nah, they don't like
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 teardrops, no more teardrops
No more teardrops, no more

Can you feel that pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, 'em off)
Can you feel that (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 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!
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)
With to go (Nowhere to go, oh)

Spiritual negro, keeper of the
My heart and the Holy (I hear)
Of the long-forgotten (I hear)
First I my memory, rockin' 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 for in this, uncivil war
They want me to up and dribble more
Black soil, got rich from the
Struggle, marriage, engaged 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)