Luyện nghe bài hát Soldiers

This is for my
Not my soldiers that chose to be
But the soldiers that were forced to be
Now whats the trouble, you scared of a human?
If the truth is a tool I dare you to use it
Hit the booth and Im aware of what Im doin
If I you with the humor Im preparing them for the movement
Ive been alive before and every persons got a
Most dont observe it or know theyre striving towards
you can light the torch
Cause you wont the war if you dont know what the fuck it is youre fighting for
Most of us wont open up and trust the source
Combined with being tempted to accept it
But dont twist the message, if you think of my support
Sometimes you gotta pull off the and get on some left right left shit
I worked with 80 soldiers behind locked doors
Forced into a war, an entrance no exit
Before they could grow up, some crazy soldiers
Armin them crack and guns, in essence, defenseless
Yup my man rappin enhance them
In his own words 21st century
13 years old into a fight
Decided to steal the bike
Cops come and he up in hand cuffs
Two months in and now hes caught in the
Got out, got caught a gat and crack
Now whatta people think
life like that he grew up in a room with a mac
And hell be policed until the day he can legally
Now tell me whats the with this picture
I wish it was a but it seems too vivid
blood on these streets I cant see whos is it
I should probably my business
I said tell me whats the matter with picture
I wish it was a dream but it to vivid
Theres blood on these I can see whose is it
America wants me to mind my
Now if you contain in a cage
Its tendency is going to try to be escape right?
these kids get out of the gates and face life
If you raised them as a criminal what do you theyll behave like?
The ratio is 80 percent of kids who get locked up again or go straight to the pen
And thats right
Its a snowball effect, and they see you again
So they can make sure that America remains
Yup, going on that race shit
of the neighborhoods are like cages they try and escape and
If the American dream is to it
Its obviously blatant that if youre left with nothing, do you do?
Attempted Murder was the
My man got beat up, stomped in his
Ask George bush you do when youre attacked
His boy and let it spray, hit one of them in the leg
Now you can relate,
Remember Iraq, or was it Afghanistan? Just funny
Proving sometimes you gotta something to make money
My mans homie snitched and said that he to hit
And be out when hes 46
Now aint the game
The soldiers follow the same
The are Crips folk and south of the boarder
Now is it a kid with a gun or the he lives in that has his disorder
If theres a on the block, somebodys servin em
If theres a teen with a Glock, a cop lookin to turn em in
If you something I want, theres somebody murderin
Since 1492, where the do you think we learned it from
Now tell me whats the with this picture
I it was a dream but it seems too vivid
Theres on these streets I cant see whose is it
I should mind my business
I said tell me the matter with this picture
I wish it was a dream but it seems to
Theres blood on these I can see whose is it
America me to mind my business