Luyện nghe bài hát Roll With The Punches

They say that people are livin' in the
No in their belly, no shoes on their feet
Six black children livin' in a room
One bare light swinging
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 gotta roll the punches, little black boy
what you got to do
You got to roll with the
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There's all boring people, you see 'em on the TV
And making up all these boring stories
About how bad 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 ain't do nothin' for nobody
'Cause they work a lick, you know
just gonna have to roll with the punches, yes they will
Gonna have to with them
They gonna to roll with the punches, yes they will
It matter whether you're white, black or brown
You won't get nowhere down
The old Red, White and
Tap it baby. Alright. All right!
Look at those shorts he's got on, ladies 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 they ought to have the chance to go
We have talked about the red, we have talked the blue
Now we gonna talk about the
That's what gonna do
Now we had to with the punches, yes we did
We had to roll 'em
We had to roll the punches
Yes we did
We had to roll 'em
I don't care you say
livin' in the greatest country in the world
When livin' in the USA
Tap it baby,
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