Luyện nghe bài hát What's Going On

Verse 1: G

a cryin' shame, brothers takin' life as a game
Growing up against the law, but no-one who's to blame
Dealin' drugs on the corner, you don't have to, but you
A meal is hard to make, but you tell yourself you're
Dealing 12 to 12, day into
I how you continue to be grieving
Your meal is made and time to chill
You buy the black Mercedes with the gold to the grill
Cruisin' up the ave while friends get jealous
You find out, you get restless
You buy a gun, it doesn't but hurt you
Because your so-called rattled on you
You're in the pen 10 to 20
Your boy snatched your girl and put use to money
You're out for teen, but what it mean?
You're just a wasted, young brother who lost it all on a

(sampled from What's Going On by Marvin Gaye)
What's goin' on,
Yeah, goin' on, I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I

2: Afrika, Mike G

My blood is bleeding, it's a cryin' shame
Out on the street tryin' to the game
Formally an in-mate straight from
stop him now 'cause you see it's just too late
He's on the run and got a gun
Stay out his way you want some
See, he's gettin' older, a bit more
Got his name up in the 5-0 folder
A big Christmas of all the crime's he's committed
He he didn't do it, but we know he did it
his lawyers, fingerprints, bung shots
Lookin' for my brother, yo, at the drug spots
Livin' off that cheap food
He says he only bumps the people he's in the mood
'round with his crews and his 2-2's
I saw him night in the prime time news
Shot and by a
His birth to the earth was a big

Now, history was not my favourite
I used to flip through the pages and get
Seein' little of black and too of the other
(They tried to brainwash you) that, a jungle brother
this, read that, answer question 3
But when I got to 3, it had to do with me
Somethin' was wrong, and I it all along
Now me (please) what's goin' on

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Verse 3: Afrika, G

A: Now, I've been told all the do's and
My mother, hallelujah, she the shots
She said, "Don't with guns and play with knives
And most of all, don't play other people's wives
When you're down the street, pay the pushers no mind
'Cause all they wanna do is put your on cloud nine
Put your up high and your feet on the ground
You don't to be like everybody else to be down
Stay in
G: Don't be no
A: lose your temper
G: And keep your
A: Follow your
G: And not friends
A: And of your friends
G: Could you into dead ends"
A: The other day my father said, "Son, God bless soul
Our life is tougher and the world is cold"
I said, "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy, do you mean?" He said,
G: "You ain't got nothin' you got the green"
A: I realise to myself are gonna be hard
So each and day I pray to God
I say, "Now I lay me down to
G: I give the my soul to keep
A: If I should die I wake
G: Take me to 'cause I need a break
A: But if you let me live to morn
G: I'd like to know what's on

2:

What's goin' on,
Tell me what's goin' on,