Luyện nghe bài hát Roll Again

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

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

Yo, we off in these backwoods Caddy-hogging, Nappy dog, no joke
We glad they robbing, rap imposter's, for they problem no
It's cutthroat, we starving, charging for the front do'
You mo'? We smoke and sparking, jokers like the blunt go
Been shoving folk for miles, yes I'm the type to grin and bear it
The second and out the box, I'm back again with 'dro and spirits
Look at me now, I a spot, I'm down here by that rolling river
Grab a and took me to a place, au revoir, I'm rolling scriptures

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

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