Luyện nghe bài hát Roll With The Punches

They say people are livin' in the street
No food in their belly, no on their feet
Six children livin' in a burned-up room
One bare light bulb
Little black kid come home from
Put his key in the
Mr. on the stairway,
Mr. lyin' in his own vomit on the floor
You roll with the punches, little black boy
what you got to do
You got to roll the punches
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There's all these people, you see 'em on the TV
And they're making up all these boring
About how bad have come to be
say "You got to, got to, got to feed the hungry"
"You got to, got to, got to the sick"
I say we ain't gotta do for nobody
'Cause they work a lick, you know
They just have to roll with the punches, yes they will
Gonna have to with them
They gonna have to roll the punches, yes they will
It don't matter you're white, black or brown
You won't get putting down
The old Red, White and
Tap it baby. Alright. All right!
Look at those little shorts he's got on, and gentlemen
You can see all the way to
Get it
So

Let 'em go to Belgium, let 'em go to
Let 'em go to
Well at least ought to have the chance to go there
We talked about the red, we have talked about the blue
Now we gonna about the white
That's what gonna do
Now we had to roll the punches, yes we did
We had to with 'em
We had to roll with the
Yes we did
We had to roll 'em
I don't what you say
You're in the greatest country in the world
you're livin' in the USA
Tap it baby,
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