Luyện nghe bài hát War / Peace

[R.

[Chorus 4x - Roots]
War/Peace, Nappy
Love/Lust, now say it,

[R.
I got a telegram a pelican
Said in the clouds last night she got higher then she's been
Seen shuttles and huddles, hard rocks and war
In real life our words in distorted
Coke and mix, guitar Jimi Hendrix
Smokes and blunts but is my experience
The corrupt, how can I defend it?
Need more love, that's why I to send it

[B.
Know what it is when you tryin to be somethin
But in your minds you really can't find
But am I wrong if a preacher can't me?
Or am I cause a teacher can't teach me?
I'm too black for this world here to me
I'm too hell for this heaven here to keep me
But you can me, slander me, cancel me
But see I'm real so you still answer me

[Skinny
The of all destruction, man ain't nothin gonna last
I the pain and sufferin, the system done collapsed
is burnin, big construction's burnin, holdin on a pass
Shattered glass the aftermath, tragic is on the trail
Empty shells, the ghetto's extinct, there's and there's hell
Burnin souls, the of peace for 7 million years
Started livin well, self-esteem, lovin with myself
It's time for revolution, get yo' gauge and bullets off the
it's war

[Ron
Because the end is almost here but I done here before
So I haven't any fear for I in the Lord
When I die cry, nobody shed not a tear
In the middle of the floor pour out liquor and your beer
I'm still witcha, you can hear me and clearly
When I'm at the moon (whoooooo)
Mama heard me freestylin in the
Heard me battlin the of her heart when it boom
I'm born again, I'm free! I'm to my Roots!

V]
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, do it, do it, do it!

[B.
Rich man a poor one
This versus a fore run
you with us or for 'em
Pistols and missiles got 'em just to war on
It ain't safe even in
Each mourn, then there's more
Bloodshed filthy as the it pours on
The guilty hand the sore one
King James a Qu'ran
The officials are morons, can't no one

V]
But if the whinos don't it, the streets won't repeat it
If it ain't adverse, then the reverend won't it
the slums, the misfits and have-nots
Buddy we had not, born in a bad