Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Look Around

I got something I want to do
a look around

Take a look around, take a look around and ask why?
See all those on the other side of town, livin large and postin high?
Take a look around, see that bumrush to this store?
He sold out of thunderbird, but I got to say
Take a look as the wealthy and rich
Go to plush parties and do-si-do together, ain't a bitch?
Cause they're movin on while of us sit back complainin
Bout, "ain't opportunities for our people", like it's always rainin
But take a around, cause I see plenty of sunshine in the sky
Maybe time, instead of complainin, you go out and get a piece of the pie

a look around
Take a around

Take a look around as more young people take their eyes off the
See my man simon talkin bout gonna put a kit
And a rag-top on 560 s-e-c he buys?
Take a look around at the music man on the playin his sax
Fillin the air jazz
He's a one-man symphony, see that 2 dollars in in his hat?
Yo, that's all that has
This is just a letter about the situations we live in
Take a around and realize: to succeed we just can't give in

Now take a around
Hey brother, a look around
Hey sister, take a look

Now money made is not money earned
But those who earn money seem to have a lot
And not very often are those tables turned
But again, money's not a measure of success
The of 3, you see, is ever present
Slide and ride groove, to get the meanin
Only a true king can someone a peasant
You hold a microphone, but for a throne I you fiendin
Pursuit of happiness and money are not the
There is some overlap, but they're separate goals
Because possible to have one without the other, a shame
Some don't realize it, so sell away their souls

a look around
Take a around

As I walk through grand central I see so very
and sisters that are down on their luck
Is there really pie, and they just gettin any?
Or is it cause they're lazy and they just don't give a
through the park I see bam-bam playin celo
4-5-6, bam just lost 3 g's and a
Who says they play for kicks?

Take a look
Take a around

I remember jackie, when jackie was a
Jeans used to fit her like the upon a grape
Me and every other fiened for her body
But she's smokin, so now look at her
Now mrs green goes to church like single sunday
And she had three sons, ron, and dale
Maybe if done a little bit more than just pray
Ron be dead, and the other two, they wouldn't be in jail
I remember mr. tee, he to walk with a limp
He had a wooden leg, y'know, he lost it in the war
Maybe if this country had made some
To take of their veterans, mr. tee, he wouldn'ta have to die poor

Take a around
Hey - brothers,
Take a look