Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

Way platinum there was a place 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 through it, visit the river and talk to it
Simply saying, "Mr. water, what is it you running from?"
the bird in the tree, "What is it that you humming for?"
Now knowing (Why the Caged Sings) is wishing to be free
Reminded myself of life and hold on me
Touring, the children, women, sexual
Religion means so much to me, the church see enough of me
This way, that way, corners trying to get away
you have to see a storm to appreciate a pretty day
BACK in the car now, headed for the liquor
God, what a scene, digging what I just seen
Rolled up another one, still in a though
Gassed up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the roads

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

Yo, we off in these backwoods Caddy-hogging, Nappy dog, ain't no
We they 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 like the go
Been folk for plenty miles, yes I'm the type to grin 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 here by that rolling river
Grab a rose and took me to a place, au revoir, I'm rolling

Man these country roads me zone out
Riding through all the that poppa 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 perfect o
The chains and the Willie Esco was the code
We lost our littlest Gwin, a skid row
Renfrow rest in peace your kinfolks, I miss y'all

(Dude the hell are we doing?)
Back deep on country roads blowing, getting in touch with my mind
No worries just striped lines and curve-filled
When all the events the day, good or bad, somehow rewind
While I recline, in my seats
Hit the trees and press
And let the melody of these windy roads my soul upbeat
No destination proposed, just these country roads...
Listen, this killer's that's willing to a court case
Split your wig quicker than the divorce rate
Niggaz out, go wild in the corpse cage
Blow out in the news and I mean the sports page
Get drowned in North Lake, get found in horse cave
Fool, get down, the crazy!
Lil' Stille's with ambition, to fill my position
Replace me, but by the grace still existing
Should be in depression La trill is missing, cousins in
Heard Little Ricky was snitching, now he's a born-again
Always had my suspicions, our teens with bad
members gone overseas on a mission, we miss 'em
See you can travel straight two different coasts
State to state, navigate this beautiful
In search of a plate full of for the soul
I taste it when the smoke hit my nose
On a called country roads