Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm
My stomach so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
give a damn about a negro
Pull the trigger kill a he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the cares
One less mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal the
Give 'em guns step back watch 'em kill each
It's time to fight back that's what said
Two shots in the now Huey's dead
I got for my brother but we can never go nowhere
Unless we share each other
We start makin' changes
to see me as a brother instead of two distant strangers
And that's how it's to be
How can the take a brother if he's close to me?
I'd to go back to when we played as kids
But things changed, and the way it is

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

I see no changes all I see is racist
Misplaced hate makes to races
We under I what it takes to make this
One place, let's erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting
'Cause black and white 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 seems sent
We ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't conceal the
The penitentiary's packed, and filled with blacks
But some things never change
Try to show another way but you in the dope game
Now me what's a mother to do
Bein' real don't appeal to the in you
You operate the easy way
"I made a G today" But you made it in a way
Sellin' crack to the kid. " I get paid,"
Well hey, well the way it is

x2]

We gotta a change
It's for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
change the way we eat, let's change the way we live
And change 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 still I see no changes can't a brother get a peace
It's war on the streets and the war in the East
of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
So the can bother me
And I never did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it to you
let 'em jack you up, back you up,
Crack you up and smack you up
You gotta learn to ya own
They get jealous when they see ya ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they touch this
I don't trust this they try to rush I bust this
the sound of my tool you say it ain't cool
My mama didn't raise no
And as long as I stay black I stay strapped
And I never get to lay
'Cause I got to worry 'bout the pay backs
buck that I roughed up way back
Comin' back after all these
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

x2]

Some things never change