Luyện nghe bài hát War / Peace

[R.

[Chorus 4x - Roots]
War/Peace, Nappy
Love/Lust, now say it,

[R.
I got a from a pelican
Said in the clouds last night she got higher then she's been
Seen shuttles and huddles, hard rocks and war
In real life our in distorted sound
and Hen' mix, guitar Jimi Hendrix
Smokes and but this is my experience
The world's corrupt, how can I it?
Need more love, that's why I to send it

[B.
Know it is when you really tryin to be somethin
But in your minds you can't find nothin
But am I wrong if a preacher can't me?
Or am I dumb a teacher can't teach me?
I'm too black for this world here to me
I'm too much hell for heaven here to keep me
But you can me, slander me, cancel me
But see I'm real so you still answer me

[Skinny
The thought of all destruction, man ain't nothin gonna
I feel the pain and sufferin, the system collapsed
Wood is burnin, big burnin, holdin on a pass
Shattered the aftermath, tragic death is on the trail
Empty shells, the ghetto's extinct, there's heaven and there's
Burnin souls, the of peace for 7 million years
Started livin well, self-esteem, been lovin with
It's for revolution, get yo' gauge and bullets off the shelf
it's war

[Ron
Because the end is here but I done been here before
So I haven't any fear for I in the Lord
I die nobody cry, nobody shed not a tear
In the middle of the floor pour out your liquor and your
I'm still witcha, you can hear me and clearly
When I'm howlin at the (whoooooo)
Mama heard me freestylin in the
Heard me battlin the of her heart when it boom
I'm born again, I'm free! I'm to my Roots!

V]
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, c'mon, c'mon, yeah!
Do it, do it, do it, do it!

[B.
man purchased a poor one
This land a fore run
Either you us or for 'em
Pistols and missiles got 'em to wage war on
It safe even in Oregon
Each mourn, then there's gone
filthy as the money it pours on
The hand washes the sore one
King James boxin a
The officials are morons, trust no one

V]
But if the whinos don't know it, the won't repeat it
If it ain't adverse, then the reverend preach it
the slums, the misfits and have-nots
Buddy we had not, in a bad spot