Luyện nghe bài hát Take a Look Around

I got I want y'all to do
a look around

Take a look around, take a around and ask yourself: why?
See all those on the other side of town, livin large and postin high?
Take a look around, see bumrush to this liquor store?
He sold out of thunderbird, but I got to say
a look around as the wealthy and rich
Go to parties and do-si-do together, ain't that a bitch?
Cause they're movin on most of us sit back complainin
Bout, "ain't nuff opportunities for our people", like it's 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

Take a look
Take a around

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

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

Now made is not necesserally money earned
But those who earn money to have a lot less
And not very are those tables ever turned
But again, money's not a measure of success
The power of 3, you see, is present
Slide and ride this groove, to get the
Only a true king can call someone a
You hold a microphone, but for a throne I find you
Pursuit of happiness and are not the same
There is some overlap, but they're still separate
Because it's possible to have one the other, a shame
Some don't realize it, so they away their souls

a look around
Take a around

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

a look around
Take a look

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

Take a around
Hey - brothers,
a look around