Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

Way before platinum there was a we used to go
and for hours at a time on a country road
is troubling, you can let it go
I get out of the car and walk through it, visit the river and to it
Simply saying, "Mr. water, is it that you running from?"
Asked the in the tree, "What is it that you humming for?"
Now knowing (Why the Caged Sings) is wishing to be free
myself of life and it's hold on me
Touring, the children, women, sexual
means so much to me, the church don't see enough of me
This way, that way, bending corners to get away
Sometimes you have to see a storm to a pretty day
in the car now, headed for the liquor store
God, what a scene, digging what I just seen
Rolled up another one, in a daze though
up at the Mini-Mart, my mind on the country roads

I want to go
On the roads and get blowed
On the country roads roll
Been on the country roads

Yo, we off in backwoods Caddy-hogging, Nappy dog, ain't no joke
We they robbing, rap imposter's, for they problem no hope
It's cutthroat, we hungry starving, charging for the do'
You want mo'? We and sparking, jokers like the blunt go
Been shoving folk for plenty miles, yes I'm the to grin and bear it
The second and out the box, I'm back again with 'dro and spirits
Look at me now, I found a spot, I'm down here by that river
Grab a and took me to a place, au revoir, I'm rolling scriptures

Man these roads making me zone out
Riding through all the bullshit that poppa would 'bout
But soon as my hustle got good I out
Quick to jump I-24, come with plenty mo'
By '97 I was perfect o
The chains and the Willie Esco was the code
We lost our littlest cousin Gwin, a row
Tony Renfrow rest in peace your kinfolks, I y'all

(Dude what the are we doing?)
Back deep on these country roads blowing, getting in with my mind
No worries striped lines and curve-filled signs
When all the events throughout the day, good or bad, rewind
While I recline, in my Cadillac
Hit the trees and repeat
And let the melody of these windy keep my soul upbeat
No destination proposed, just riding country roads...
Listen, this killer's that's willing to a court case
Split your wig apart quicker than the divorce
Niggaz show out, go in the corpse cage
out in the news and I don't mean the sports page
Get drowned in North Lake, could get found in cave
Fool, get down, the crazy!
Lil' Stille's with ambition, itching to fill my
Replace me, but by the Lord's grace existing
be in depression La trill is missing, cousins in prison
Heard Little was snitching, now he's a born-again Christian
Always had my suspicions, our teens bad addictions
Family members gone overseas on a mission, we 'em
See you can travel straight two different coasts
State to state, navigate this globe
In search of a plate full of for the soul
I taste it when the smoke hit my nose
On a place called roads