Luyện nghe bài hát Caged Bird

[Intro: J.
Yeah, caged
like a caged bird
bird
Yeah,

1: J. Cole]
You a man till you stop chasing your friends, my nigga
Think for yourself, your own plans, my nigga
I'll be if I said I ain't understand, my nigga
Cause who you follow when the leaders all get swallowed
By reefer and bottles
In and out of jail
This is hell, see the young males in packed cells
With they down
And they fists tight
Thinking "I could bust a hole through wall
And bitch I might"
It's like the caged bird I sing a song
Hoping open up these bars and send a nigga home
I cry when I'm
I'm wondering why would God send me
that they hate us
Knowing that make us feel like we evil so we kill our people
a second thought, in every lesson taught by OGs
We of real nigga wisdom, so we proceed
Like niggas who been stripped of our humanity
I see the eyes, I know that he ain't understanding me

J. Cole]
A caged (Yeah, a caged bird)
(Let this little caged bird sing) bird
Yeah, caged
Freedom's just an illusion, my conclusion
And if it ain't, how my niggas keep on losin' theirs?
This goes out to childhood friends doin' years
Prison tats on they like souvenirs
We wish that you was
A mother's tear on this page
A brother's tear spilled on this
How many left?
And can you find peace you released
Still filled up wit'
on the streets just to peep that you still in the cage

[Verse 2:
Well, it's the vet
Turned down king poet laureate
Used to paint a picture with a of neglect
I could've been a shorty 40s on the steps
a shorty on my lap
With a shorty on the way coming to protect
I could've been a in the party with the X
But I'm hardly in the mix and I confess
I got a couple parts in me that I regret
Is the cup half-empty or is it
I mine up with Hennessy, then get back to him
I'm just a jazz musician trapped in a rap
You think you for something you on a trap door
Well it's the, Mr.
I'm a dreamers dream, a sort of an
I never for the scene but I dreamed of the things
a Mercedes brings, like slow sex with fast women
Drinking I'm past grinning
A dress, fat ass in it
But still hit it I'm half-winded
niggas tell me I'm the shit
Well I be all these dimes
See I'm caged by the of the blind
I as a king
to a slave
Put us in our
We was to entertain
Thinking bout the present day I'm living off the
if a nigga ever get up out this cage
As I