Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' and even worse I'm black
My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to
Cops give a damn a negro
the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the cares
One less mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em and let 'em deal the brothers
Give 'em guns step back 'em kill each other
It's time to fight that's what Huey said
Two shots in the now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can go nowhere
we share with each other
We gotta start makin'
to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers
And that's how it's to be
How can the Devil a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to when we played as
But changed, and that's the way it is

x2]
just the way it is
Things will be the same
just the way it is
Aww

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

x2]

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 the way we treat each other.
You see the old way working so it's on us to do
we gotta do, to survive.

And still I see no can't a brother get a little peace
war on the streets and the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on they got a war on drugs
So the can bother me
And I never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em you up, back you up,
Crack you up and pimp you up
You gotta learn to ya own
get jealous when they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't
My mama raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta stay
And I get to lay back
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