Luyện nghe bài hát Someday

They were the youth, a who didnt pray
Young ones from the hood back another day
Told the old youre wasting you time
Time, what you know bout that? the old replied
Lifes like a parking lot, dont help a lot
Hoping they listen and up before they drop
Prayed for them to their brains
For the twig and the sky and grain
For the hood soon, the streets to look too
to be cool, oughta to be true
Occasionally there would be one who through
to the sky and became one so

So, so, so, so, so, so,
Half the wont settle for less
Wait slow down you for a minute
Life even started you already up in it
worth to giving in parts in it
Stuck in the brain, in the fame
Stuck in the mind frame in the paradigm
No changing lanes, me
Can I get a Lord Im in the midst of shit
And I know its getting too
filling the cup, cause Ive had enough
And I fear for my son these streets tough
Once in a while there will be one who through
And I hope its you you, you, you

I know it seems Like just a
I try to but someones got to believe
Sometimes it So hard to see
I know, I know someday well all be

Qu, qu, qu, qu, qu, qu
Perder fuego de fuego
Sentir el dolor que me
Nunca lo que entrego
Tambaleo salida
mi sombra pesa, mi sombra carga
Mi alma herida, so la mano que me
So la que me falta[?]

They became men, of good, men
Who been gangsters so long they walk kings
Under the streetlights, raise their arms
Hear us, too much pain on
No to store with, we drown or burning
Six by ten prison cells weve
there would be one who come through
Fused to the sky and became one so

I know it seems just a dream
I try to reach but got to believe
Sometimes it seems So to see
I know, I know someday all be free

Ser libre, libre, de lo que no sere(?)
well all be free
Ser libre, libre, de lo que me a da(?)
A el mundo me mata

Like you wanted to bring to me
My dead life like dead you bring water to
Busy DVD's 24/7
Ain't time for the D.A.D.'s going to heaven
was the method of dealing
A fine method if you lived in the
Was done with measure
On the corner was, hustling
Worrying the cause, trembling
So much that wanted the to stop crying
struggling we'll support you
You're make mistakes still support you
you make mistakes we'll be there for you
Occasionally there would be one who come
Fused to the sky and became one so

I know it seems Like a dream
I try to but someones got to believe
Sometimes it So hard to see
I know, I know someday well all be

Ser libre, libre,Someday
Ser libre, libre,Someday