Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no wake up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth should I blast myself?
I'm tired of bein' poor and even worse I'm
My stomach hurts so I'm lookin' for a purse to
Cops give a damn about a
Pull the trigger a nigga he's a hero
the crack to the kids who the hell cares
One less hungry 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 now Huey's dead
I got love for my brother but we can go nowhere
Unless we with each other
We gotta makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two distant
And that's how it's to be
How can the Devil a brother if he's close to me?
I'd love to go back to we played as kids
But things changed, and the way it is

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

I see no changes all I see is racist
Misplaced hate disgrace to races
We under I wonder it takes to make this
One better place, let's erase the
the evil out the people they'll be acting 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 heaven sent
We ain't ready, to see a President, uhh
It ain't a secret don't the fact
The penitentiary's packed, and it's filled blacks
But some will never change
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the game
Now me what's a mother to do
real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the way
"I a G today" But you made it in a sleazy way
Sellin' to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, that's the way it is

x2]

We make a change
It's for us as a people to start makin' some changes.
Let's the way we eat, let's change the way we live
And let's change the way we treat other.
You see the old way working so it's on us to do
What we do, to survive.

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

x2]

Some things will never