Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no changes up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth living should I blast
I'm tired of bein' and even worse I'm black
My stomach so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a about a negro
Pull the trigger a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the who the hell cares
One less mouth on the welfare
First 'em dope and let 'em deal the brothers
Give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each
It's time to fight back that's what Huey
Two shots in the dark now Huey's
I got love for my brother but we can go nowhere
we share with each other
We start makin' changes
Learn to see me as a instead of two distant strangers
And that's how supposed to be
How can the Devil a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go 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
just the way it is
Aww

I see no changes all I see is racist
hate makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder what it to make this
One place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting
'Cause both black and white is smokin' tonight
And only we chill is when we kill each other
It skill to be real, time to heal each other
And it seems heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the
The penitentiary's packed, and filled with blacks
But some things will change
Try to show another way but you in the dope game
Now tell me a mother to do
real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a way
crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, that's the way it is

x2]

We gotta make a
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
What we do, to survive.

And still I see no can't a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets and the war in the Middle
Instead of war on poverty got a war on drugs
So the police can me
And I ain't never did a crime I ain't to do
But now I'm back the blacks givin' it back to you
let 'em jack 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 touch
I don't this when they try to rush I bust this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't
My mama didn't no fool
And as long as I stay black I gotta strapped
And I get to lay back
'Cause I always got to 'bout the pay backs
buck that I roughed up way back
Comin' back all these years
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

x2]

Some will never change