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

(I see my sister fighting and then I see them 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 gotta heartbeat or a soul but I'm gonna ya
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa- you a robocop show a circuit ya
Beat the hood dirty I'ma do you
I'm standing over the of a cop with a gat end of the story
I'ma y'all back 20 hours earlier

what heads off the nonsense
A cop in to break up a simple fight to anybody stab a teenage
Girl
They don't see human beings see monsters
Police are getting to them the facts news brainwash them
And when the empire puts tips in your brain forget it
you say niggas can't stop 'em
They murder us crazy in the head for none
They don't at you and see a man they see some an alien stare
That's why I'm to the police what kind of beast
Do you have to to kill have of us for fun
Would you have shot Kamir in that was son
You pulled us we got to bling Capitol One
Go back your from I'm strap with the drum
I'm at if you cap you be in the lung
You trashed in the slum feeling like you didn't it to stop it
in the back if you run
You out of college
Parents can't believe that police did your in death Mc
The class they ain't in trance cuz even if they ask in laws
They might believe it
Under hypnoses the empire hit 'em their memory wipers
So they don't they liked us
If they don't see us asking revenge they give a fuck if
Our stipe us

I've 'em you ain't gotta
heartbeat or a soul but I'm murder ya
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa- you a robocop I'ma show a ya
You did the hood dirty I'ma do you
Standing over the of a cop with a
gat with only one shot end of the
Just like I said

(The observer takes many forms the observer collects data
is ageless oppression is timeless
lets go back the 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 they killed all my folks (Then killed all my folks)
And they took all my hope (And they all my hope)
I'm on the train (Train tracks)
I'm on the tracks (I'm on the train tracks)
I coming round here again (Coming round here again)
Till I get my pay back (Get my selfs pay back)

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

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