Luyện nghe bài hát Cornbread, Eddie & Me

Aiyyo the police shot Cornbread in the
And they just killed Cochise over a

Ah man, I'm just a brother whose intentions are
Oh lord, please don't let me be
I gotta 10 fifty-fo' the hood
stages of lifespan, damned if I would
be a when it's not a laughin matter
Modern contemporary man still hunt and data
They glamour, the priceless prize
Give 'em a and they put the fire to your eyes
Give 'em a inch they take a yard and they your card
Throw a wrench so far in it'll leave a scar
the bar, I pass it with the right scholastics
They made it plastic, that's why they couldn't it
I always knew that you 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 that
I ain't playin that, that's that bullshit!

Jardine and the kids to make ends meet
Half dead and do dirty as God damn thiefs

Yo - hold your head up, you got your life left
Make the step and don't sing the wrong song
Fight somebody your own size
You dead wrong, you won't meet yo' demise
This here, gon' grow up to be a king
I don't know how you things, but that's a fact
It'll be my dead body
if I let you put a monkey on his back
Shit ain't changed, just the choices
The voices in your head sayin do what you don't do
scared of themselves which means that they scared of me
And them the same, punk-ass fools shot at you
The lord giveth and he away
God bless that I can live to see day
And if I had it my way I'd hang you all by the
some respect, I'll serve and protect

Aiyyo the police short in the street
And they just killed Cochise over a

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

the police short Cornbread in the street
And just killed Cochise over a beef
Jardine and the kids tryin to make meet
Half dead and do as some God damn thiefs