Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no changes wake up in the and I ask myself
Is life living should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor and even I'm black
My hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn about a
Pull the trigger kill a nigga a hero
Give the to the kids who the hell cares
One hungry mouth on the welfare
First ship 'em dope and let 'em deal the
Give 'em guns step watch 'em kill each other
It's time to back that's what Huey said
Two shots in the dark now Huey's
I got love for my brother but we can go nowhere
Unless we share each other
We start makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant
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 changed, and that's the way it is

x2]
That's the way it is
Things will be the same
just the way it is
Aww

I see no changes all I see is racist
Misplaced makes disgrace to races
We under I wonder it takes to make this
One better place, let's the wasted
Take the evil out the people be acting right
both black and white is smokin' crack tonight
And only time we chill is we kill each other
It takes skill to be real, time to each other
And although it seems sent
We ready, to see a black President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't 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 me what's a mother to do
Bein' real appeal to the brother in you
You gotta the easy way
"I made a G today" But you it in a sleazy way
Sellin' to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
hey, well that's the way it is

x2]

We gotta a change
It's time for us as a to start makin' some changes.
Let's the way we eat, let's change the way we live
And let's the way we treat 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 a brother get a little peace
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 back with the blacks it back to you
Don't let 'em you up, back you up,
Crack you up and smack you up
You learn to hold ya own
They get jealous when see ya with ya mobile phone
But the cops they can't touch this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I bust
That's the sound of my tool you say it cool
My mama didn't no fool
And as long as I black I gotta stay strapped
And I never get to lay
I always got to worry 'bout the pay backs
Some buck I roughed up way back
Comin' back after all years
Rat-a-tat-tat-tat-tat the way it is uhh

x2]

Some things will never