Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

Way platinum there was a place we used to go
and for hours at a time on a country road
is troubling, you can let it go
I get out of the car and walk through it, the river and talk to it
saying, "Mr. water, what is it that you running from?"
Asked the bird in the tree, "What is it that you for?"
Now knowing (Why the Caged Bird Sings) is to be free
Reminded of life and it's hold on me
Touring, the children, women, sexual
Religion means so much to me, the don't see enough of me
This way, that way, bending corners trying to get
Sometimes you to see a storm to appreciate a pretty day
BACK in the car now, headed for the liquor
God, what a vivid scene, what I just seen
up another one, still in a daze though
Gassed up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the country

I want to go
On the country and get blowed
On the roads again roll
Been on the roads again

Yo, we off in backwoods Caddy-hogging, Nappy dog, ain't no joke
We glad they robbing, rap imposter's, for they no hope
cutthroat, we hungry starving, charging for the front do'
You want mo'? We smoke and sparking, like the blunt go
Been shoving folk for plenty miles, yes I'm the to grin and bear it
The second chance and out the box, I'm again with 'dro and spirits
at me now, I found a spot, I'm down here by that rolling river
Grab a rose and took me to a place, au revoir, I'm rolling

Man these country making me zone out
Riding through all the bullshit that poppa would 'bout
But soon as my hustle got good I out
Quick to jump I-24, come with plenty mo'
By '97 I was perfect o
The and the Willie Esco was the dress code
We lost our littlest cousin Gwin, a row
Tony rest in peace your kinfolks, I miss y'all

(Dude what the are we doing?)
Back deep on these country roads blowing, getting in with my mind
No worries striped lines and curve-filled signs
all the events throughout the day, good or bad, somehow rewind
While I recline, in my seats
Hit the trees and press
And let the melody of these windy roads keep my soul
No destination proposed, riding these country roads...
Listen, this killer's that's willing to catch a court
Split wig apart quicker than the divorce rate
Niggaz show out, go wild in the corpse
Blow out in the news and I don't mean the page
Get drowned in Lake, could get found in horse cave
Fool, get down, the crazy!
Lil' Stille's with ambition, itching to my position
Replace me, but by the Lord's grace still
Should be in depression La is missing, cousins in prison
Heard Little Ricky was snitching, now he's a born-again
had my suspicions, our teens with bad addictions
Family members gone on a mission, we miss 'em
See you can travel straight through two different
State to state, this beautiful globe
In search of a full of food for the soul
I could it when the smoke hit my nose
On a called country roads