Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no changes wake up in the morning and I ask
Is worth living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of poor and even worse I'm black
My stomach hurts so I'm for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a
the trigger kill a nigga he's a hero
Give the to the kids who the hell cares
One less mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope and let 'em the brothers
Give 'em guns step back 'em kill each other
It's time to fight back that's what Huey
Two in the dark now Huey's dead
I got for my brother but we can never go nowhere
Unless we share with other
We gotta start makin'
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant
And how it's supposed to be
How can the Devil take a brother if 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 be the same
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 it takes to make this
One better place, let's the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be right
'Cause both black and white is smokin' crack
And only time we chill is when we kill other
It takes to be real, time to heal each other
And although it seems sent
We ready, to see a black President, uhh
It a secret don't conceal the fact
The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled blacks
But some things never change
Try to show another way but you in the dope game
Now tell me a mother to do
Bein' real appeal to the brother in you
You gotta the easy 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 for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's change the way we
And let's change the way we each other.
You see the old way working so it's on us to do
What we do, to survive.

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

x2]

Some things never change