Luyện nghe bài hát One Of Them

I could never be
Though my is just as red
And we all our beloved
end up just as dead

I can feel the
At the old
But I it's not the same
Knowing it wouldn't have to me

And I'm no good cheap sloganeering
About making come true
The is somewhere at the foot of the cross
However hard we've to make it untrue

I remember McDuffie and how I had to home
Not understanding why because I also thought cops were wrong
Until later I caught myself at my friends' racist jokes
Me the adult white male, I grew up

And so the drugs with the laws that imprison
sponsored plantations disguised and hidden
And I don't want to a man anymore
But then one of them knocks at my door