Luyện nghe bài hát Roll With The Punches

They say that people are in the street
No food in belly, no shoes on their feet
Six black children in a burned-up room
One bare light bulb
Little black kid home from school
Put his key in the
Mr. on the stairway,
Mr. Junkie's lyin' in his own vomit on the
You roll with the punches, little black boy
That's you got to do
You got to with the punches
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There's all these people, you see 'em on the TV
And they're making up all these stories
how bad things have come to be
They say "You got to, got to, got to the hungry"
"You got to, got to, got to the sick"
I say we gotta do nothin' for nobody
'Cause won't work a lick, you know
They just gonna have to with the punches, yes they will
Gonna have to roll them
They gonna have to with the punches, yes they will
It don't whether you're white, black or brown
You won't get nowhere down
The old Red, White and
Tap it baby. Alright. All right!
at those little shorts he's got on, ladies and gentlemen
You can see all the way to
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Let 'em go to Belgium, let 'em go to
Let 'em go to
Well at least they to have the chance to go there
We talked about the red, we have talked about the blue
Now we gonna talk the white
what we're gonna do
Now we had to roll the punches, yes we did
We had to roll 'em
We had to roll with the
Yes we did
We had to roll 'em
I don't what you say
You're livin' in the greatest in the world
When livin' in the USA
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