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 for a purse to snatch
Cops give a about a negro
Pull the trigger a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the who the hell cares
One hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope and let 'em the brothers
'em guns step back watch 'em kill each other
It's time to fight that's what Huey said
Two shots in the dark now dead
I got love for my brother but we can never go
Unless we share with other
We gotta start changes
Learn to see me as a brother of two distant strangers
And how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil a brother if he's close to me?
I'd to go back to when we played as kids
But changed, and that's the way it is

x2]
That's the way it is
Things will never be the
That's the way it is
Aww

I see no all I see is racist faces
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to
We under I wonder what it takes to this
One better place, erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people be acting right
'Cause black and white is smokin' crack tonight
And time we chill is when we kill each other
It takes skill to be real, time to heal each
And it seems heaven sent
We ready, to see a black President, uhh
It a secret don't conceal the fact
The penitentiary's packed, and filled with blacks
But some things will change
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope
Now tell me what's a to do
Bein' real appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the way
"I a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, well the way it is

x2]

We gotta make a
It's time for us as a people to start some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's the way we live
And let's change the way we each other.
You see the old way wasn't so it's on us to do
What we do, to survive.

And still I see no changes can't a brother get a 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 it back to you
Don't let 'em jack you up, you up,
Crack you up and pimp you up
You gotta to hold ya own
They get jealous they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they can't touch
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust
That's the sound of my tool you say it ain't
My mama didn't no fool
And as as I stay black I gotta stay strapped
And I never get to lay
'Cause I always got to worry the pay backs
Some buck that I up way back
Comin' back after all years
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

x2]

Some things never change