Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no changes wake up in the and I ask myself
Is worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm
My stomach hurts so I'm for a purse to snatch
give a damn about a negro
Pull the kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the cares
One less hungry mouth on the
First ship 'em and let 'em deal the brothers
Give 'em guns step back watch 'em each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey
Two shots in the now Huey's dead
I got for my brother but we can never go nowhere
Unless we share each other
We gotta makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother of two distant strangers
And how it's supposed to be
How can the take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd to go back to when we played as kids
But things changed, and the way it is

x2]
That's the way it is
Things will be the same
That's the way it is
Aww

I see no changes all I see is faces
hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it takes to this
One better place, let's the wasted
Take the out the people they'll be acting right
'Cause black and white is smokin' crack tonight
And only time we chill is we kill each other
It takes skill to be real, time to each other
And it seems heaven sent
We ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the
The penitentiary's packed, and filled with blacks
But things will never change
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the game
Now tell me what's a to do
Bein' real appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the way
"I a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
Sellin' to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
hey, well that's the way it is

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We gotta a change
It's time for us as a people to start makin' changes.
Let's the way we eat, let's change the way we live
And let's change the way we each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so on us to do
we gotta do, to survive.

And still I see no changes a brother get a little peace
war on the streets and the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on
So the police can me
And I ain't never did a crime I have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, you up,
you up and pimp smack you up
You learn to hold ya own
They get jealous they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops can't touch this
I don't trust when they try to rush I bust this
the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
My mama didn't raise no
And as long as I stay black I stay strapped
And I never get to lay
I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
Some buck that I up way back
Comin' back after all these
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

x2]

Some things will never