Luyện nghe bài hát Soldiers

This is for my
Not my soldiers that to be soldiers
But the soldiers that were forced to be
Now whats the trouble, you scared of a human?
If the truth is a I double dare you to use it
Hit the booth and Im well aware of what Im
If I confuse you with the Im preparing them for the movement
Ive been before and every persons got a purpose
Most dont it or know what theyre striving towards
Only you can the torch
Cause you wont the war if you dont know what the fuck it is youre fighting for
of us wont open up and trust the inner source
Combined with tempted to just accept it
But twist the message, if you must think of my support
Sometimes you gotta pull off the tees and get on some right left shit
I worked with 80 hooded behind locked doors
Forced into a war, an entrance no exit
they could grow up, just some crazy soldiers
Armin them with crack and guns, in essence,
Yup my man killsmatic enhance them
In his own 21st century panther
13 years old gets into a
Decided to the kids bike
Cops come and he up in hand cuffs
Two months in and now hes caught in the
Got out, got caught with a gat and
Now whatta people think
Juvenile life like that he up in a room with a mac
And hell be policed the day he can legally drink
Now tell me whats the matter with this
I wish it was a dream but it seems too
Theres on these streets I cant see whos is it
I should probably mind my
I said tell me the matter with this picture
I it was a dream but it seems to vivid
Theres blood on streets I can see whose is it
America wants me to mind my
Now if you contain anything in a
Its tendency is going to try to be escape right?
these kids get out of the gates and face life
If you raised them as a criminal what do you estimate theyll like?
The ratio is 80 something percent of who get locked up again or go straight to the pen
And thats right
Its a snowball effect, and they wanna see you
So can make sure that America remains white
Yup, going on that race shit
of the neighborhoods are like cages they try and escape and
If the American dream is to it
Its obviously blatant if youre left with nothing, what do you do?
Murder was the case
My man got beat up, in his face
Ask George bush what you do when youre
His boy and let it spray, hit one of them in the leg
Now you can relate,
Iraq, or was it Afghanistan? Just ain't funny
Proving sometimes you take something to make money
My mans snitched and said that he planned to hit
And hell be out 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 system he lives in has his disorder
If theres a fiend on the block, servin em
If theres a teen with a Glock, theres a cop to turn em in
If you have I want, theres somebody murderin
1492, where the fuck do you think we learned it from
Now tell me whats the matter this picture
I it was a dream but it seems too vivid
Theres blood on these streets I cant see is it
I probably mind my business
I said tell me whats the with this picture
I wish it was a but it seems to vivid
Theres blood on these I can see whose is it
America wants me to my business