Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

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

x2]
That's the way it is
Things will never be the
just the way it is
Aww

I see no changes all I see is racist
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to
We under I wonder what it takes to make
One better place, let's the wasted
Take the out the people they'll be acting right
both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
And only time we chill is when we kill each
It takes skill to be real, time to heal other
And although it seems 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 never
Try to show another way but you in the dope game
Now tell me a mother to do
Bein' real don't to the brother in you
You operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you it in a sleazy way
Sellin' crack to the kid. " I 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.
change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
And let's change the way we treat other.
You see the old way wasn't so it's on us to do
we gotta do, to survive.

And still I see no changes a brother get a little peace
It's war on the streets and the war in the East
Instead of war on poverty got a war on drugs
So the police can me
And I ain't never did a I ain't have to do
But now I'm back the blacks givin' it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, you up,
Crack you up and pimp you up
You gotta learn to ya own
They get jealous when they see ya with ya phone
But tell the cops they can't touch
I don't trust this when they try to rush I this
That's the sound of my you say it ain't cool
My mama raise no fool
And as long as I stay black I stay strapped
And I get to lay back
'Cause I always got to worry the pay backs
Some that I roughed up way back
Comin' back all these years
that's the way it is uhh

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Some things will change