Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no changes up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth living I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor and even I'm black
My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a to snatch
Cops a damn about a negro
the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the who the hell cares
One less mouth on the welfare
First 'em dope and let 'em deal the brothers
Give 'em guns back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey
Two shots in the dark now Huey's
I got for my brother but we can never go nowhere
Unless we share each other
We gotta makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother of two distant strangers
And that's how it's to be
How can the Devil 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

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That's the way it is
will never be the same
That's the way it is
Aww

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

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We make a change
It's for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's the way we live
And let's the way we treat each other.
You see the old way working so it's on us to do
we gotta do, to survive.

And I see no changes can't a brother get a little peace
war on the streets and the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on poverty got a war on drugs
So the can bother me
And I ain't did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, you up,
Crack you up and smack you up
You gotta to hold ya own
They get jealous when they see ya ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch
I trust this when they try to rush I bust this
That's the of my tool you say it ain't cool
My mama didn't no fool
And as long as I black I gotta stay strapped
And I never get to lay
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay
Some buck I roughed up way back
back after all these years
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

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Some things never change