Luyện nghe bài hát Paris 1798430

Yeah, yeah, yeah, Paris 1798430, 1798430

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

Paris 1798430, my soul's in
where a brotha be hidin' 'til he get his due
Paris 1798430, my in hiding
a call when we can live 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 out one by one for the wrongs we have done
What else can you live by if you die by the Bang

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

So, you know his mother raise him
You know the best she can
And uh, you know it could been much easier
You know if she had another man

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

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

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

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

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