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

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

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

This heads off the nonsense
A cop in to break up a simple fight to anybody stab a teenage
Girl
don't see human beings they see monsters
Police are getting to brainwash them the facts brainwash them
And when the empire puts tips in your brain it mate
you say niggas can't stop 'em
They murder us crazy in the compassion for none
They don't look at you and see a man they see some an alien
That's why I'm asking to the what kind of beast
Do you have to become to kill of us for fun
Would you have Kamir in that was your son
You pulled us over we got to bling One
Go back where your from I'm strap with the
I'm at if you cap you be crapped in the
You trashed in the slum feeling like you didn't want it to it
crack in the if you run
You left out of
Parents can't believe that did your deed in death Mc
The upper class they ain't in trance cuz even if ask in laws
They might never it
Under hypnoses the empire hit 'em with their memory
So they don't remember they us
If they don't see us revenge they don't give a fuck if
Our stipe us

I've told 'em you ain't
heartbeat or a soul but I'm murder ya
Pa-pa-pa-pa-pa- you a robocop I'ma a circuit ya
You did the hood I'ma do you dirtier
over the face of a cop with a
gat only one shot end of the story
like I said earlier

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

I got to go (I got nowhere to go)
Cuz kicked in my door (Cuz they kicked in my door)
Then they all my folks (Then they killed all my folks)
And they took all my (And they took all my hope)
I'm on the tracks (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 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 in his head with an old back pack
Dreaming about leaving town and go back
But this is no ham
This is the fray hurts breaks grinds then you squeaking
Woke him up to his feat
He started running alongside the train timing his
But fear when tears dry to
his cuz he was crying in his sleep
His heart beat fast he's skipping with everything he has
His clothes his life and his past got a nightmare in
See it was April 19th the he
saw knights crossed in a white
men came in by the sound they
just wanted to get some sleep
They slaughtered like sheep
Before cut his mother to the white meat
He her her younger son to run and
out the window and hit the side street
Look back the corner and see the body doorman
Hanging a ornament on a pine tree
Why me came riding on horses survivors
the forces of have Survivors remorses
That night the source that the course of his life
They him into the life of an orphan
Before that shit was perfect now he's raising on the streets
our job on a different circuit
He's white mens shoes
They call him niggar the kid is working
But plotting revenge so this shit is worth it
He put himself through with that polish
His he was demolished 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 befriended
But others he simply his memories trigger resentment
Memories of the misery he lived with
Misery you figure his success would end it
No cuz one day he walked to the shop
for a cup of Jo longer than he ever waited
He's at the back cuz immigration was regulated
The owner know he was but the law was segregated
He sitting there thinking damn you think coffee is a hurdle
Then he heard made his blood hurdle
The same from that forsaken 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 to stop
Knew he get no justice if he called the cop
Ran inside an old pistol his father bought
People shout like who let this in this coffee shop
The voice of the killer was heard
I'll kick this out right now and do it proudly
when the black man pulled his gun he threw it wildly
The crowd jump pointed it at the killer him
I'll be 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 three four five six
The men now a dead he didn't it would go like this
None of this is planned one minute he's ordering some
minute the gun is in his hand
The life of the person that his mother in his hand
So he took it and then at his
daddies gun tucked it in his hand
(I remember the people coming in white people coming into our
with torches setting the on fire)

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