Luyện nghe bài hát One Day Closer

My mama told me find a job, 'cause I'm what I'm doing don't cut it
Say she seen a nigga get rich struggling and shit
Just fussing and I ain't trying to hear
Leaving out the house, I peep the news and clear that
If mama would have said a few words to them fools
You wouldn't have them in the classroom
The of the innocent
be to God the beneficent
Most merciful, and I would never you
But babies being shot down'll hurt a
I the devil's got her heels on
But as I walk through the valley, I just home
And life has got a way of testing
A man of faith but all in all it's a
To walk up out the storm without a on me
And live to about my journey, where you at, homie?

Sam was born by the
Martin, he had a
But that mean there will be harmony
because the choir sings
They say that change come
So when is change come?
tell me, somebody tell me (I'm not gon' lie, I'm getting scared now)

I started my classmates
I remember skipping classes in the 8th
And walking to the King at lunchtime
And coming before the bell rung, but one time
We decided we was finna the whole day
And the metro to Sharpstown, I'll always
Remember Kurtis beatboxing on the seat
Me freestyling, they knew every that he
Bring up to us, K run us
Man, I them old days, if one knew us
You knew that we was for greatness
Father's Day came, when God set to take him
Too dying young, no sequel
And I have a many night sleepless
Every turned brings the ending
One day closer, it's on you on how you it

Sam was by the river
And Martin, he had a
But that don't there will be harmony
Just because the sings
say that change gon' come (Change gon' come, oh oh)
So when is gon' come? (When is change gon' come?)
Somebody tell me, somebody tell me (And day it's something different)

It's either or one's religion (Yeah, yeah)
We need to our guns in my opinion
It's the people that you need to control of
You have the right to bear arms what they told us
It's tragic when an is gunned down
But wants to take away our guns? Wow
Now, what off in Chicago?
Huh? Them little in Chicago
heart-broke, I pray I never know that feeling
And the truth is so revealing
We it to the side like we don't matter
And that shit makes me
That's right, my government Jordan
No different a Trayvon Martin (no different)
No different than a shot down
picture of a blue-eyed Jesus