Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

Way platinum there was a place 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, the river 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 Bird Sings) is to be free
Reminded myself of and it's hold on me
Touring, the children, women, resistance
Religion 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 to appreciate a pretty day
in the car now, headed for the liquor store
God, what a vivid scene, digging I just seen
up another one, still in a daze though
Gassed up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the country

I just to go
On the country roads and get
On the roads 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, for the front 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 and out the box, I'm back 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 scriptures

Man these roads making me zone 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 with plenty mo'
By '97 I was perfect o
The chains and the Willie Esco was the dress
We lost our littlest Gwin, a skid row
Tony Renfrow rest in peace your kinfolks, I miss

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