Luyện nghe bài hát NO MORE TEARDROPS

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

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

cars on fire in the streets
Tear gas and the on a leash
The scene seem like in the sixties
They takin' knees like Lewinsky
They women like Bobby did Whitney
That's why the only we salute is to Nipsey
Juneteenth barbecue at the
by the pigtails, burned down Wendy's
Strange fruits still from the trees
White protesting 'cause they can't leave
Try twenty-five to life, that's a real
They just take the mask off when can't breathe
But we got officers in our esophagus
Face blue he running out of oxygen
Got his brains blew by one of his
Add you to the of his accomplishments
He forward in the night, now we're mourning
fist up to no-knock warrants
But the fascism ain't the only warrin'
at the way the patriarchy took and tore him
Look at the blood, the streets with teardrops
I slavin' for 'em, I ain't 'bout to share crop
Pissed off, my lock in gridlock
I'm this shits, nigga, 'til the bullshit stop

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

I'm of only seein' niggas at the funeral
Tired of learnin' my name at the eulogy
I'm of wearin' suits, man, this ain't suitable
I'm of runnin', but the cops keep shooting me
Niggas dyin' and we still jewelry
Nigga, this ain't the time for the
A sign of the times, shit what it used to be
I throw a hoodie on, look at what do to me
.223 cocked, I don't a handout
This Wall Street, we done got a
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 fourteen, don't nobody care about
I'm in the courtroom my hair out
'Cause I get year for each one of my dreadlocks
At times, you fight back to get your life back
But if you back, you might get your life jacked
And just to fight back, you gotta have the right
Johnny Cochran gonna hit you with the price tag
Malcolm X, Huey Newton, they don't like
Hell, hell nah, don't like that
First nigga try to hit me with a
I'm going for my clip, I ain't goin' out like

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

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! (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Can you feel that pain? (Shake 'em, '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, It's for a change!
I I'm at war
All I ever wanted to do was live fear
(All he wanted, wanted)
Now I'm all up (All tied 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 assert my memory, my moccasins (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 skin-folk kinfolk
That's what I kept my dome on a swivel for in this, war
They want me to shut up and more
Black soil, got rich the dirt
Struggle, marriage, still in combat
for real armed men and I'm next
Turing Birmingham into a hot to feed my youngins
they dug it (dug it, dug it)