Luyện nghe bài hát Changes

Come on on
I see no changes up in the morning and I ask myself
Is life worth living should I blast
I'm tired of bein' poor and worse I'm black
My stomach hurts so I'm for a purse to snatch
Cops give a damn a negro
Pull the trigger a nigga he's a hero
Give the crack to the kids who the cares
One less hungry on the welfare
First ship 'em dope and let 'em the brothers
Give 'em step back watch 'em kill each other
It's to fight 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 with each
We start makin' changes
Learn to see me as a brother instead of two strangers
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 when we played as
But changed, and that's the way it is

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

I see no changes all I see is faces
Misplaced hate makes disgrace to
We under I wonder what it takes to make
One better place, erase the wasted
Take the evil out the people they'll be acting
both black and white 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 seems sent
We ain't ready, to see a President, uhh
It ain't a secret conceal the fact
The packed, and it's filled with blacks
But some things never change
Try to show another way but you stayin' in the dope
Now me what's a mother to do
real don't appeal to the brother in you
You gotta operate the way
"I made a G today" But you it in a sleazy way
crack to the kid. " I gotta get paid,"
Well hey, that's the way it is

x2]

We gotta a change
It's time for us as a people to makin' some changes.
Let's change the way we eat, let's the way we live
And let's change the way we treat other.
You see the old way wasn't 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
It's war on the streets and the war in the East
of war on poverty they got a war on drugs
So the can bother me
And I ain't did a crime I ain't have to do
But now I'm back with the blacks givin' it 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 they see ya with ya mobile phone
But tell the cops they touch this
I don't trust this when they try to rush I this
That's the 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
'Cause I always got to worry 'bout the pay
Some buck that I roughed up way
Comin' back all these years
that's the way it is uhh

x2]

Some things will change