Luyện nghe bài hát Cornbread, Eddie & Me

Aiyyo the police shot in the street
And just killed Cochise over a beef

Ah man, I'm just a whose intentions are good
Oh lord, please let me be misunderstood
I 10 fifty-fo' under the hood
Several of lifespan, damned if I would
be a dope it's not a laughin matter
contemporary man still hunt and gather data
They want glamour, the priceless
'em a torch and they put the fire to your eyes
Give 'em a inch they a yard and they pull your card
Throw a wrench so far in yours it'll leave a
Raise the bar, I it with the right scholastics
They made it plastic, that's why they couldn't it
I always that you would fail me
Once on me twice you shouldn't have to tell me
And I'll be damned if I'll let you get away with
I just ain't that, that's that bullshit!

Jardine and the kids tryin to make meet
Half and do dirty as some God damn thiefs

Yo - hold your head up, you only got your left
Make the right step and don't sing the wrong
somebody your own damn size
You dead wrong, thinkin you won't yo' demise
This baby here, gon' grow up to be a
I don't know how you seein things, but a fact
be over my dead body
if I let you put a mother{fuckin} monkey on his
Shit ain't changed, just the choices
The voices in your head do what you don't gotta do
They of themselves which means that they scared of me
And them the same, punk-ass fools that at you
The lord giveth and he away
God that I can live to see another day
And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the
Have respect, I'll serve and protect

Aiyyo the police Cornbread in the street
And they killed Cochise over a beef

And if my teachers see you now
They'll take your head, cause you probably even bow
You ain't humble, you jumble
tower of so-called power'll crumble
You killed my uncle, put a dagger through my brother's
I need another start, cause if I then
what I know now, it'll be
Booyaka! Booyaka! put you in the ground
A peaceful man ain't got no here
I you wanna see 'em all die with the lambs
I face fear everyday 'til the is clear
Then I fight 'em like a man cause what I am
Somebody me the road to freedom is lonely
but I swear I goin on my own
I'm takin my sisters, my families, my
Now I'm to take this mother(fucker) home

Aiyyo the police short Cornbread in the
And they just killed Cochise over a
Jardine and the kids tryin to make ends
Half dead and do dirty as some God thiefs