Luyện nghe bài hát The Believer

I believe in the light that shines and will die
Oh I believe the burns, we stay alive
They talk about us
Like talked about the kings before us
They will talk us

These are the of a believer
Achiever, leader of the
souls of those in need
I the blood of the struggle
over troubled puddles
Hustles in my chest, no no progress
Extremities of and it's process
of a son, death of another
With love I can both mothers
And 'em, who's in control is the one thats above us
I walk where money and love stutters
language of a nation going through changes
The young become dangerous, pain gets into anger
Anger gets sent through the
It's when your own look like strangers
We are the sons of gangsters and stone
If he could how would Ernie Barnes us?
Look at the picture, hard not to us
But time forgives in the Chi the young die often
Do they end up in a coffin we haven't taught them?
Is it what we we really ain't walking?
Dudes, hustlers pay, how much did it cost
Find on the same corner that we lost 'em
talking, in they ear like a walkman
Thoughts spin around the corner to the
When I see them, I see my baby
Believe!

The lives among us
The uns hunger become a means to get it
By any ways necessary, pressure
Children feeling lesser, the steel up on the dresser
Killin' aggressors, destiny's children
Survivors, soldiers, in front of buildings they look older
Hard to see blessings in the violent
against weapons, sirens, holsters
That ain't the way Langston Hughes wrote us
Soul controllers on the shoulders of and Noah
We go from being Precious to
Cultivated to overcome ever since we overseas
Today and the way you can see we determined
Solar keeps burning, know to keep learning
in our life, but life stripes that we earning
Took gramps' advice Christ is returning
Like a thief in the night, I write the beacons of
For those of us in alleys and parched valleys
kids spark rallies of the conscience conquerors of a contest
That seems beyond us, through the unseen
I that God watches
From one King's dream, he was able to us
The prophets, nothing can us
Believe!