Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

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

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

Yo, we off in these backwoods Caddy-hogging, Nappy dog, no joke
We glad they robbing, rap imposter's, for they no hope
It's cutthroat, we hungry starving, for the front do'
You want mo'? We smoke and sparking, like 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 again with 'dro and spirits
Look at me now, I found a spot, I'm down here by rolling river
Grab a rose and me to a place, au revoir, I'm rolling scriptures

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

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