Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

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

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That's the way it is
Things never be the same
just the way it is
Aww

I see no changes all I see is racist
Misplaced hate makes to races
We under I wonder what it takes to this
One place, let's erase the wasted
the evil out the people they'll be acting right
'Cause both black and is smokin' crack tonight
And time we chill is when we kill each other
It skill to be real, time to heal each other
And although it heaven sent
We ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't the fact
The packed, and it's filled with blacks
But things will never change
Try to show another way but you in the dope game
Now tell me what's a 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

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We gotta make a
time 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 change the way we each other.
You see the old way wasn't working so on us to do
we gotta do, to survive.

And still I see no changes can't a brother get a little
It's war on the and the war in the Middle East
Instead of war on they got a war on drugs
So the police can me
And I ain't never did a I ain't have to do
But now I'm with the blacks givin' it back to you
let 'em jack you up, back you up,
Crack you up and pimp you up
You gotta learn to ya own
They get jealous when they see ya with ya phone
But tell the cops they can't this
I don't trust this when they try to 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 stay black I gotta strapped
And I never get to lay
'Cause I got to worry 'bout the pay backs
Some buck that I roughed up way
Comin' after all these years
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

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Some things will never