Luyện nghe bài hát Sheep

Walking, thinking, feeling,
Uncovering and new things about myself
And mad world around me
Many philosophies, many tongues, dialects and tones
Different styles but is wild
Calm is calm, but is mature

Most cool are kids at heart
Now there's business along the art
A with words, a chef with herbs
A chef with vegetables, soy products and curd

Some look at my face and say, quite absurd
And I say, Why, I'm not down with the herd?

Of the I haven't seen much
But with the mind I escape the ghetto's
Loose cigarettes, ass on celo games
Abandoned cars and colorful on walls

Suburb days were filled sun rays
And cops who looked at me sideways
Singin' same old song
Where ya from, here you don't belong
Long strolls unravel my soul like a
many stories untold

Some look at my and say, You're quite absurd
And I say, Why, I'm not down with the herd?

I an' I up the sky, who be the sun
To stir up your adrenaline like African
Status quo, no, along the grain, no
I got my own

to none, dangerous like itchy fingers on guns
Yet graceful like swans but there's a built in
Must defuse, choose, right or wrong, win or lose
Born to die, why I ask, Why is it so hard to get a piece of the pie?

Some look at my and say, You're quite absurd?
And I say, Why, 'cos I'm not down the herd?