Luyện nghe bài hát Something Wonderful

wonderful...
To chase it all
For the women of the world, women are the world
my emotions... to close the bad again
I'm letting you know...

I'm tryna be a good man I can't for the others
Know the saying lies at the feet of your mother
Mine showed me the of hard work and
Smiles through her even though her heart's hurting
her mind and never ever bites her tongue
I today you can say I'm just like my mum
Great was in Beirut in '82
In a when it got invaded by Israeli troops
Sleeping in the hallway for from the bullets
And that's why I'll respect her to the fullest
Physically gone, all memories are in a picture
In Baghdad my nan slept a Beretta in her slipper
You're judged as a man by you amount to
And the respect that you show the around you
So think about that stuff you diss her
That's daughter, somebody's mother and somebody's sister

wonderful...
To chase it all
my emotions. to close the bad again

I'm not claiming to be I know what a curve is
But a worth isn't just on the surface
I see too many women craving affection
themselves for a male's attention
I know it's love that you're that you felt
But messing with these guys you're just searching for yourself
Would it whore-ish to how high your score is
When a man it, a player is what you call him
What if all just lies when she talks to guys
Displays promiscuous ways like it's all
Would it make you squirm if the tables
Is that what it would take to make you learn
judged as a man by everything you amount to
And the respect that you shown the women you
So about that stuff when you diss her
That's somebody's daughter, somebody's mother and somebody's
I said think that stuff when you diss her
That's somebody's daughter, somebody's and somebody

wonderful...
To chase it all
For the women of the world, women are the world
my emotions
I'm just you know...

wonderful...
To it all away
my emotions. to close the bad again

Certain things are too to put in a verse
Let me to every single woman I've heart
Or whether family members or ex's
I wanna make for however I left it
Men make them, but the get harmed in wars
I pray for a heart as as Assata Shakur's
We put them down on the we should put them
Behind every good man, there's a good
Betty lost her husband to the handguns
And lost her life when her house was burned by her grandson
Qubilah saw her father when the hammers passed
So I her pain when she tried to murder Farrakhan
You're judged as a man by everything you to
And the respect that you shown the around you
So think about stuff when you diss her
That's somebody's daughter, mother and somebody's sister
I said think about stuff when you diss her
somebody's daughter, somebody's mother and somebody