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

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

I tell 'em you ain't gotta heartbeat or a but I'm gonna murder ya
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa- you a robocop I'ma a circuit ya
Beat the hood dirty I'ma do you
I'm standing over the face of a cop a gat end of the story
I'ma take y'all back 20 hours

This heads off the nonsense
A cop walks in to break up a simple fight to anybody stab a
unconscious
They don't see human beings they see
Police are getting to brainwash the facts news brainwash them
And when the empire puts tips in brain forget it mate
Shit you say niggas stop 'em
murder us crazy in the head compassion for none
They don't look at you and see a man they see some an stare
That's why I'm asking to the police kind of beast
Do you to become to kill have of us for fun
you have shot Kamir in that was your son
You pulled us 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
in the back if you run
You out of college
Parents can't believe that police did your deed in Mc
The upper class ain't in trance cuz even if they ask in laws
They might never it
Under hypnoses the empire hit 'em with 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 told 'em you gotta
or a soul but I'm gonna murder ya
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa- you a robocop I'ma show a ya
You did the hood I'ma do you dirtier
Standing over the face of a cop a
gat only one shot end of the story
like I said earlier

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

I got nowhere to go (I got to go)
Cuz they in my door (Cuz they kicked in my door)
Then killed all my folks (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 (I'm on the train tracks)
I coming round here again (Coming round here again)
I get my selfs 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 relaxed in his head with an old pack
about leaving town and never go back
But this is no ham
This is the fray hurts breaks grinds then you squeaking
him up climbed to his feat
He started running alongside the train timing his
But fear when tears dry to
his feat cuz he was in his sleep
His heart beat fast skipping town with everything he has
His clothes his life and his past got a nightmare in
See it was April 19th the he
saw crossed in a white sheep
Eight men came in by the they
just to get some nights sleep
They slaughtered them like
Before they cut his to the white meat
He told her her son to run and
out the window and hit the side street
Look back the and see the father's body doorman
Hanging a ornament on a pine tree
Why me came riding on horses survivors
the forces of course have remorses
That night the source that the course of his life
mored him into the life of an orphan
Before that shit was perfect now he's himself on the streets
Doing our job on a different
shining white mens shoes
They call him niggar while the kid is
But he's plotting revenge so this is worth it
He put himself through with that polish
His past he was it with knowledge
But he promised to avenge the death of his mama and
So he hit his murderers in with the sunna of a scholar
white men really befriended
But others he simply pretended his trigger resentment
Memories of the misery he 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 he ever waited
He's at the back door cuz immigration was
The owner he was educated but the law was segregated
He sitting there damn you think getting coffee is a hurdle
Then he heard that made his blood
The same voice from that night
The same voice that told his mama I'm about to your life
The voice that told his mum this is my favorite
Then it in her gut and told her say goodnight
The for revenge became to hard to stop
Knew he wouldn't get no if he called the cop
Ran inside an old pistol his father bought
shout like who let this niggar in this coffee shop
The voice of the was heard loudly
I'll kick this niggar out 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 with you did
I've been waiting to kill you with my father's gun I was a kid
One two three four five six
The men now a dead he didn't know it would go this
None of this is one minute he's ordering some coffee
minute 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
gun tucked it in his hand said
(I remember the coming in white people coming 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 killed all my folks (Then they killed all my folks)
And took all my hope (And they 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 round here (Coming round here again)
Till I get my pay back (Get my selfs pay back)