Luyện nghe bài hát NO MORE TEARDROPS

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

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

Police cars on fire in the
gas and the dogs on a leash
The seem like somethin' in the sixties
They takin' knees like Lewinsky
beating women like Bobby did Whitney
That's why the only blue we salute is to
barbecue at the precinct
Hanging by the pigtails, burned Wendy's
Strange fruits swingin' from the trees
White folks 'cause they can't leave
Try to life, that's a real quarantine
They just the mask off when they can't breathe
But we got officers in our esophagus
Face blue 'cause he out of oxygen
Got his brains blew by one of his
Add you to the list of his
He came in the night, now we're mourning
fist 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 filled with teardrops
I ain't slavin' for 'em, I ain't 'bout to crop
Pissed off, my lock in gridlock
I'm with this shits, nigga, the bullshit stop

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 name at the
I'm tired of wearin' suits, man, ain't suitable
I'm tired of runnin', but the keep shooting me
Niggas dyin' and we still buyin'
Nigga, ain't the time for the tomfoolery
A of the times, shit ain't what it used to be
I throw a on, look at what they do to me
.223 cocked, I don't need a
This Street, we done got a bailout
They try to tell us to in the government
But even Barack is president, niggas had to sell rocks
One out of fifteen niggas in the block
The other fourteen, don't care about
I'm in the courtroom pullin' my 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 might get your life
And just to fight back, you have the right stack
'Cause Johnny Cochran hit you with the price tag
X, Huey Newton, they don't like that
Hell, hell nah, they don't that
nigga try to hit me with a nightstick
I'm going for my clip, I ain't goin' out that

No more teardrops, no teardrops
No teardrops, no more tears
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 pain? (Shake 'em, shake 'em, 'em off)
Can you feel that (Shake 'em, shake '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 (Shake 'em, shake 'em, shake 'em off)
Say, It's for a change!
I I'm at war
All I ever wanted to do was without fear
(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 South (I hear)
First I assert my memory, rockin' my (I hear)
They I had a cottonmouth, when I spoke (I hear)
I spit fire was stored up in my bones, then I smoke (I hear)
Listen though, our skin-folk kinfolk
That's what I kept my dome on a swivel for in this, war
want me to shut up and dribble more
Black soil, got from the dirt
Struggle, marriage, still engaged in
Looking for real armed men and I'm
Turing Birmingham into a hot to feed my youngins
they dug it (dug it, dug it)