Luyện nghe bài hát Shoot Back 2 (Dear Officer) / Train Tracks

(I see my sister fighting and then I see both on the ground and
I'm trying to get my sister and one officer came and
then he picked me up and he slammed me slam on the ground)

I tell 'em you ain't heartbeat or a soul but I'm gonna murder ya
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa- you a I'ma show a circuit ya
Beat the dirty I'ma do you dirtier
I'm standing over the face of a cop with a gat end of the
I'ma y'all back 20 hours earlier

what heads off the nonsense
A cop walks in to break up a fight to anybody stab a teenage
unconscious
They see human beings they see monsters
Police are getting to brainwash them the news brainwash them
And when the empire puts in your brain forget it mate
you say niggas can't stop 'em
They murder us crazy in the head compassion for
They don't look at you and see a man they see an alien stare
That's why I'm asking to the police kind of beast
Do you have to to kill have of us for fun
Would you shot Kamir in that was your son
You us over we got to bling Capitol One
Go back where your from I'm strap the drum
I'm at if you cap you be in the lung
You in the slum feeling like you didn't want it to stop it
crack in the if you run
You left out of
can't believe that police did your deed in death Mc
The upper class ain't in trance cuz even if they ask in laws
They might believe it
Under the empire hit 'em with their memory wipers
So they don't remember they us
If they see us asking revenge they don't give a fuck if
Our stipe us

told 'em you ain't gotta
heartbeat or a soul but I'm gonna ya
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa- you a I'ma show a circuit ya
You did the hood I'ma do you dirtier
Standing over the face of a cop a
gat with only one shot end of the
Just like I earlier

(The observer takes many forms the observer collects data
Suffering is ageless oppression is
lets go the year in 1932 the place Indiana)

I got to go (I got nowhere to go)
Cuz they kicked in my (Cuz they kicked in my door)
Then killed all my folks (Then they killed all my folks)
And they took all my hope (And took all my hope)
I'm on the train (Train tracks)
I'm on the tracks (I'm on the train tracks)
I ain't coming here again (Coming round here again)
Till I get my selfs pay back (Get my pay back)

He all night at the railroad tracks with no nav stack
His own vat was his
He just kicked back relaxed in his with an old back pack
Dreaming about leaving town and never go
But this is no ham
This is the fray grade hurts grinds then you squeaking
Woke him up to his feat
He started running alongside the train his leap
But don't fear when dry to
his feat cuz he was in his sleep
His heart beat fast he's skipping town everything he has
His clothes his life and his past got a nightmare in
See it was April the night he
saw knights crossed in a sheep
Eight men came in by the sound
wanted to get some nights sleep
They them like sheep
Before they cut his mother to the white
He her her younger son to run and
hopped out the window and hit the side
back the corner and see the father's body doorman
Hanging like a ornament on a tree
Why me death came on horses survivors
the forces of have Survivors remorses
That the source that changed the course of his life
mored him into the life of an orphan
Before that shit was perfect now he's raising himself on the
Doing our job on a different
He's shining mens shoes
They call him niggar the kid is working
But he's plotting revenge so this shit is it
He put through college with that polish
His past he was demolished it knowledge
But he promised to avenge the death of his mama and
So he hit his in dead with the sunna of a scholar
Some men really befriended
But others he simply pretended his memories trigger
Memories of the misery he mentally lived
you figure his success would instantly end it
No cuz one day he walked to the coffee
Waiting for a cup of Jo longer than he ever
at the back door cuz immigration was regulated
The know he was educated but the law was segregated
He sitting there thinking damn you think getting coffee is a
Then he heard made his blood hurdle
The same voice from that night
The same voice told his mama I'm about to take your life
The voice told his mum this is my favorite knife
Then it in her gut and told her say goodnight
The thirst for revenge became to hard to
Knew he get no justice if he called the cop
Ran inside with an old pistol his father
People shout like who let this niggar in coffee shop
The voice of the was heard loudly
I'll this niggar out right now and do it proudly
when the black man pulled his gun he threw it wildly
The crowd pointed it at the killer told him
be damned if I let you get away with what you did
I've been to kill you with my father's gun since I was a kid
One two shots four five six
The men now a dead he know it would go like this
None of this is planned one minute ordering some coffee
minute the gun is in his hand
The life of the that murdered his mother in his hand
So he it and then looked at his
gun tucked it in his hand said
(I the people coming in white people coming into our house
with setting the curtains on fire)

I got nowhere to go (I got to go)
Cuz kicked in my door (Cuz they kicked in my door)
Then killed all my folks (Then they killed all my folks)
And they all my hope (And they took all my hope)
I'm on the train (Train tracks)
I'm on the train (I'm on the train tracks)
I ain't coming here again (Coming round here again)
Till I get my selfs pay (Get my selfs pay back)