Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

Way platinum there was a place we used to go
and for hours 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 and talk to it
saying, "Mr. water, what is it that you running from?"
Asked the bird in the tree, "What is it that you for?"
Now knowing (Why the Caged Sings) is wishing to be free
Reminded myself of life and it's on me
Touring, the children, women, resistance
Religion means so much to me, the church see enough of me
This way, way, bending corners trying to get away
Sometimes you have to see a 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, still in a daze
Gassed up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the country

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

Yo, we off in these backwoods Caddy-hogging, dog, ain't no joke
We glad they robbing, rap imposter's, for they no hope
It's cutthroat, we starving, charging for the front do'
You want mo'? We smoke and sparking, jokers like the go
Been shoving folk for miles, yes I'm the type to grin and bear it
The second chance and out the box, I'm back again with 'dro and
Look at me now, I 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 roads making me out
Riding through all the bullshit that poppa would scold
But soon as my hustle got good I out
Quick to jump I-24, come with plenty mo'
By '97 I was perfect o
The chains and the Willie was the dress code
We lost our littlest cousin Gwin, a row
Tony Renfrow rest in peace your kinfolks, I y'all

(Dude what the are we doing?)
deep on these country roads blowing, getting in touch with my mind
No worries just lines and curve-filled signs
all the events throughout the day, good or bad, somehow rewind
While I recline, in my Cadillac
Hit the trees and repeat
And let the of these windy roads keep my soul upbeat
No destination proposed, riding these country roads...
Listen, this killer's that's willing to catch a court
Split your wig apart quicker than the rate
show out, go wild in the corpse cage
Blow out in the news and I mean the sports page
Get drowned in North Lake, could get found in horse
Fool, get down, the crazy!
Stille's 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
Heard Little was snitching, now he's a born-again Christian
Always had my suspicions, our teens with bad
Family gone overseas on a mission, we miss 'em
See you can travel straight through two coasts
State to state, navigate beautiful globe
In search of a plate of food for the soul
I could taste it when the hit my nose
On a place called country