Luyện nghe bài hát Soldiers

This is for my
Not my that chose to be soldiers
But the soldiers that were forced to be
Now whats the trouble, you scared of being a
If the truth is a I double dare you to use it
Hit the booth and Im well of what Im doin
If I confuse you with the humor Im preparing them for the
Ive alive before and every persons got a purpose
Most dont observe it or know theyre striving towards
Only you can light the
Cause you wont survive the war if you dont know what the it is youre fighting for
Most of us wont open up and the inner source
Combined with tempted to just accept it
But dont twist the message, if you must think of my
Sometimes you gotta pull off the tees and get on some left right left
I worked with 80 soldiers behind locked doors
Forced a war, an entrance with no exit
Before they could grow up, just some soldiers
them with crack and guns, in essence, defenseless
Yup my man rappin killsmatic them
In his own words 21st century
13 years old gets into a
Decided to steal the bike
Cops come and he ends up in cuffs
Two in and now hes caught in the trap
Got out, got caught with a gat and
Now whatta these people
Juvenile life like that he grew up in a with a mac
And be policed until the day he can legally drink
Now tell me whats the with this picture
I wish it was a dream but it too vivid
blood on these streets I cant see whos is it
I probably mind my business
I said me whats the matter with this picture
I wish it was a but it seems to vivid
Theres on these streets I can see whose is it
wants me to mind my business
Now if you contain in a cage
Its natural is going to try to be escape right?
When these kids get out of the gates and life
If you raised them as a what do you estimate theyll behave like?
The is 80 something percent of kids who get locked up again or go straight to the pen
And thats right
Its a snowball effect, and they see you again
So they can make sure that America white
Yup, going back on race shit
Most of the neighborhoods are like they try and escape and
If the American dream is to it
Its obviously blatant that if youre left nothing, what do you do?
Attempted was the case
My man got beat up, stomped in his
Ask George bush you do when youre attacked
His boy and let it spray, hit one of them in the leg
Now you can relate,
Remember Iraq, or was it Afghanistan? ain't funny
Proving sometimes you gotta take something to make
My mans homie snitched and said that he to hit
And be out when hes 46
Now the game something
The soldiers the same orders
The are Crips folk and south of the boarder
Now is it a kid with a gun or the he lives in that has his disorder
If theres a on the block, somebodys servin em
If theres a teen with a Glock, theres a cop lookin to em in
If you have I want, theres somebody murderin
Since 1492, where the fuck do you we learned it from
Now tell me whats the matter with picture
I it was a dream but it seems too vivid
Theres on these streets I cant see whose is it
I should probably my business
I said tell me the matter with this picture
I wish it was a dream but it to vivid
Theres blood on these I can see whose is it
America wants me to mind my