Luyện nghe bài hát Another Statistic

statistic, nah
Uh I just live in Gods cubicle, far away from Lucifer
Not a slave, chains compliment the mula' much
Rather see me crucified, police are the
Shoot us up and dig a ditch, this nothin' new to us
Murders happen day, kids on their merry way
Dyin' before they're 21, never had a name
God bless Martin I'm in my hoodie
Another innocent young who met a bully
Man this poor world is up
times, tough luck
Section 80, stamps, jobs never hired us
I'm tryna' fulfill my wishlist

Don't wanna be another
(No matter what come our way)
(No how much they're trying to keep us down)
(Nothing should us from being victorious)
(We fight)
Don't wanna be another
(We never give up)
(We will give in)
(We shall it to the mountain top)
(Nobody hold us down, I say nobody)
Don't wanna be another
statistic, my, uh

Martin Luther had a dream and my niggas do too
Emmett Till beat and killed and gouged like a fruit
Reason why them youngin's as a youth
And fuck the government they trying to disguise truth
I my prayers out to mankind
Not enough but too many crimes
Pay attention as a parent gotta peep the
Feeling like a is corny so they keep a nine
bless em' got me stressin' while I'm raising mine
See in the hood people think you won't to nothing
Funny, I made a out of 10 cents (Word)
wanna be another statistic (Preach)

(We refuse to be a of our environment)
(We to be stepped on)
(We gotta stand for something, or fall for anything)
(Stand up!) Don't be another statistic
(Whats all the we been through its now)
(It's we stand as one)
(Stand up for one another, we not lose!)
Don't wanna be another
Another

Uh, niggas getting murdered burners few in the sternum
Jot it in my why killers are so determined
I keep on preachin' defeat the in every sermon
Just watch the people that meet and greet ya' aren't worthy
Some aren't friends, they dirty need some detergent
So many tragedies around the world, I'm urgent
I'm just trying to become a blessing and a purpose
Nobody's perfect, I'm still just have mercy
While we killing our own
Boston Massachusetts by some thrill seekers
It's just so tragic, many perished I could barely
wanna be another statistic (pray)

(From the of the streets)
(To the of the ghetto)
(Owe us our cries)
(Hear our cry!)
wanna be another statistic
(The pain, the hunger the struggle, never go unnoticed
(We are future, the strength, the of the nation)
Don't be another statistic
Another
Don't be another statistic