Luyện nghe bài hát Same Cry

We may look different, but we see the sky
We may see different, but we cry the cry

To wake up daily and better nights
That's what we all wish for to seek a life, right?
It's unfortunate tragedy strikes
But the truth is, bites

June 4th, '89, a day feared
Now known as The Massacre at Tienanmen
The day I turned seven, they were and grieving
Thousands of innocent died for what believed in

with nothing but heart and a point to prove
Stood in front of tanks and refused to
What would you do, run or still?
When the life's on the line to the mans will

Seeking change and they it, but in death
Strangers, yet were my blood and flesh
This in China but you ain't gotta be Asian
To to the struggle, pain, and heartache, so

You'll know, you'll never get it
is no choice, we can't forget it
When we look up, we see the sky
we look up, we cry the very same cry

See I'm a grown man, it hurts when I turn on the
And see what's goin' on in my
The SARS epidemic, could've lies
Could've stand for, "Should Really Survive?"

They'll try to break your family apart
will break down the manliest heart
Can the child my heart rise above?
If there's a billion of us I shouldn't to look for love

Overpopulation, but damn, just to meet the
illegal to have more than one seed
How can you dictate birth, to women
And the parents, make the hardest decisions

Sons their family names, so that's not an option
Imagine being to put your daughter for adoption
And even though, it's beyond control
Keep you head up, here's a song for you

You'll know, you'll never get it
There is no choice, we can't it
we look up, we see the same sky
When we up, we cry the very same cry

If you don't know you came from
You can't get the way you to go
Ain't no denying so, it's true, I got some big shoes to
But if I lead the movement, then who will?

Stuck between a rock and a hard
Thinkin' 'bout the refugees that went to see Gods
Sixteen thousand miles across the ocean
Some died, got lucky and survived

I wouldn't call it luck, they their destination
Modern-day slavery without the
sneakers on you feet cost a hundred a pop
My people's 15 cents a day at sweatshops

To make them kicks so you can good
we open restaurants 'cause we cook good?
Hell no, we ain't got no
I gotta speak up, without me my people no voice

You'll know, you'll never get it
There is no choice, we forget it
we look up, we see the same sky
When we up, we cry the very same cry

never know, you'll never get it
There is no choice, we can't it
we look up, we see the same sky
When we look up, we cry the very cry