Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

Way before platinum there was a we used to go
and ride for hours at a time on a 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 and it's hold on me
Touring, the children, women, resistance
Religion means so much to me, the don't see enough of me
This way, that way, bending corners to get away
Sometimes you to see a storm to appreciate a pretty day
BACK in the car now, headed for the liquor
God, what a vivid scene, what I just seen
Rolled up another one, in a daze though
up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the country roads

I just to go
On the country roads and get
On the country roads again
on the country roads again

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

Man these country making me zone out
Riding through all the that poppa would scold 'bout
But soon as my got good I showed out
to jump I-24, come back with plenty mo'
By '97 I was perfect o
The and the Willie Esco was the dress code
We lost our littlest Gwin, a skid row
Tony Renfrow rest in peace your kinfolks, I y'all

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