Luyện nghe bài hát Paris 1798430

Yeah, yeah, yeah, 1798430, Paris 1798430

American heart torn in two
Watching his soul disappear no trace or clue
A got lost livin' for the city, takin dope from the man
Ain't to run when it's from Uncle Sam

1798430, my soul's in hiding
That's where a be hidin' 'til he get his due
Paris 1798430, my in hiding
Gimme a call when we can as large as you do

Tears spill out in anger, our is now blue
Our can be spilled as well but it will not make the news
Unless we're taken out one by one for the wrongs we have
What else can you live by if you die by the Bang

Paris 1798430, my soul's in
That's where a be hidin' 'til he get his due
1798430, my soul's in hiding
Gimme a call when we can live as as you do

So, you know his mother will him
You like the best she can
And uh, you know it could have been easier
You know if she had like man

And uh, it's kinda hard being
You know livin' on hopes and good
And uh, it's kinda hard having
When you got bucks

Paris 1798430, my in hiding
My soul's in hiding, oh my soul's in

When a cries, you know I envy his tears
So little does he of the ignorance and fear
That will divide us we are willing to change
Until the cup that we drink from is the same

My will be hiding, my soul will be hiding
Hiding, hiding, hiding, 1798430
That's where a brotha be hidin' he get his due
Yeah, yeah,

Paris 1798430, me a call
Gimme a when we can live as large as you do
I will listen, Paris 1798430, I will