Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

Way before platinum there was a we used to go
and ride for hours at a on a country road
is troubling, you can let it go
I get out of the car and walk it, visit the river and talk to it
Simply saying, "Mr. water, what is it that you from?"
the bird in the tree, "What is it that you humming for?"
Now knowing (Why the Caged Sings) is wishing to be free
myself of life and it's hold on me
Touring, the children, women, resistance
Religion means so to me, the church don't see enough of me
way, that way, bending corners trying to get away
Sometimes you have to see a storm to appreciate a day
BACK in the car now, for the liquor store
God, what a vivid scene, digging what I seen
Rolled up another one, still in a daze
Gassed up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the country

I want to go
On the country roads and get
On the roads again roll
Been on the country roads

Yo, we off in these backwoods Caddy-hogging, Nappy dog, ain't no
We glad robbing, rap imposter's, for they problem no hope
It's cutthroat, we hungry starving, charging for the do'
You want mo'? We smoke and sparking, jokers the blunt go
Been shoving folk for plenty miles, yes I'm the type to and bear it
The second chance and out the box, I'm back again 'dro and spirits
Look at me now, I found a spot, I'm down by that rolling river
a rose and took me to a place, au revoir, I'm rolling scriptures

Man these country roads making me out
Riding through all the bullshit that poppa would 'bout
But as my hustle got good I showed out
Quick to jump I-24, come back plenty mo'
By '97 I was perfect o
The chains and the Willie Esco was the dress
We lost our littlest cousin Gwin, a row
Tony Renfrow rest in peace kinfolks, I miss y'all

(Dude what the are we doing?)
Back deep on these roads blowing, getting in touch with my mind
No worries just striped and curve-filled signs
When all the events the day, good or bad, somehow rewind
While I recline, in my Cadillac
Hit the trees and press
And let the melody of these windy roads my soul upbeat
No proposed, just riding these country roads...
Listen, this killer's that's to catch a court case
Split your wig apart than the divorce rate
Niggaz show out, go wild in the corpse
Blow out in the news and I don't the sports page
Get in North Lake, could get found in horse cave
Fool, get down, the crazy!
Lil' Stille's with ambition, itching to my position
Replace me, but by the Lord's grace existing
Should be in depression La is missing, cousins in prison
Heard Little Ricky was snitching, now he's a Christian
had my suspicions, our teens with bad addictions
Family members gone on a mission, we miss 'em
See you can travel through two different coasts
State to state, navigate this beautiful
In of a plate full of food for the soul
I taste it when the smoke hit my nose
On a place called roads