Luyện nghe bài hát Same Cry

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

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

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

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

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

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

See I'm a grown man, it when I turn on the news
And see what's on in my homeland
The epidemic, could've been lies
Could've stand for, "Should Asians Survive?"

try anything to break your family apart
Politics break down the manliest heart
Can the child within my rise above?
If a billion of us I shouldn't have to look for love

Overpopulation, but damn, just to the needs
It's illegal to have more one seed
How can you dictate birth, to women
And the parents, they make the decisions

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

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

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

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

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

To make them so you can look good
Think we open restaurants 'cause we good?
Hell no, we ain't got no
I gotta speak up, me my people have no voice

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

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 look up, we cry the very cry