Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor and worse I'm black
My stomach so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn a negro
Pull the trigger a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the hell
One less mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em and let 'em deal the brothers
Give 'em guns step back watch 'em each other
It's to fight back that's what Huey said
Two shots in the dark now Huey's
I got love for my brother but we can never go
Unless we share with other
We gotta makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant
And how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if he's 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 be the same
just the way it is
Aww

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

x2]

We gotta a change
It's time for us as a people to makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, change the way we live
And let's change the way we treat 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 East
Instead of war on poverty they got a war on
So the police can me
And I never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks it back to you
Don't let 'em you up, back you up,
Crack you up and smack you up
You gotta to hold ya own
They get jealous when see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't this
I don't trust this when they try to I bust this
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't
My didn't 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 I roughed up way back
Comin' back all these years
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

x2]

Some things will change