Luyện nghe bài hát Caged Bird

[Intro: J.
Yeah, bird
Something a caged bird
bird
Yeah,

1: J. Cole]
You ain't a man you stop chasing your friends, my nigga
Think for yourself, make your own plans, my
be lying if I said I ain't understand, my nigga
Cause who you follow when the leaders all get swallowed
By reefer clouds and
In and out of county
This is hell, see the young black males in packed
they heads down
And they fists tight
Thinking "I could bust a hole this wall
And bitch I might"
just like the caged bird I sing a song
Hoping they open up these bars and a nigga home
I cry I'm alone
I'm wondering why would God send me
Knowing they hate us
Knowing that make us feel like we evil so we kill our people
Without a second thought, in every taught by OGs
We full of real wisdom, so we proceed
Like niggas who been stripped of our humanity
I see the eyes, I know that he ain't understanding me

J. Cole]
A caged bird (Yeah, a bird)
(Let this caged bird sing) Caged bird
Yeah, bird
Freedom's an illusion, that's my conclusion
And if it ain't, then how my keep on losin' theirs?
goes out to childhood friends that's doin' years
Prison tats on they backs like
We wish you was here
A mother's tear spilled on this
A brother's tear spilled on page
How days left?
And can you peace when you released
Still filled up rage
Back on the streets just to peep that you still in the

[Verse 2:
Well, it's the vet
Turned down king slash laureate
Used to paint a with a story of neglect
I could've been a shorty drinking 40s on the
a shorty on my lap
With a shorty on the way coming to protect
I could've a dealer in the party with the X
But I'm in the mix and I partially confess
I definitely got a couple in me that I regret
Is the cup or is it half-full?
I fill mine up Hennessy, then get back to him
I'm just a jazz musician trapped in a rap
You think you standing for something you on a trap
Well the, Mr. Introspective
I'm a dreamers dream, a of an inception
I never fiend for the scene but I dreamed of the
That a Mercedes brings, like sex with fast women
Drinking cognac I'm past
A dress, fat ass in it
But hit it till I'm half-winded
Cause niggas tell me I'm the
Well I be hitting all dimes
See I'm caged by the of the blind
I started as a
to a slave
Put us in our
We was to entertain
Thinking bout the present day I'm living off the
Wonder if a ever get up out this cage
As I