Luyện nghe bài hát Magnolia

Yeah, ooh
Mighty Magnolia

I was sittin' up under these
She was to me, said
"Son do you know who I am? Who I to be?"
And I told her, "The Might Magnolia that stand tall for the shoulders of slaves and soldiers when the get colder"
I'm so older but I'm in my spirit
From the I'd hear it
From Mr. Malcom Garvey and
Then she started to me
How she was in the lynching of blacks
Branch cracked, broke her arms so his neck snap
And if I wouldn't rap I'd probably the same damn fate
the same damn rope, I'm 'bout the same damn weight
I said, "Wait man, wait"
I still got the nooses just loose and they that bitch up
When I'm speakin' the
They proof that God exist
So I The God Box
It ain't shit as this, it ain't shit hard as this
Flick a wrist, I flick a
An O, I still get this
These bitches
Everywhere we go Mississippi ho
the dro
This some old space ballin, spacecraft callin'
George Jetson Juice City jack kawin'
Paintin' pictures of
I that ya'll missed us
out here stackin' they army
Tryna us
You pissed us off enough to up on your ass
The last shall be first and the first shall be
No average, no savage, this King
Billion freedom fighter
And I take it if I nigga

Oh Mother
Your daughters and sons
May the sky start
As they hung lifeless from arms
Please Magnolia
Although the is strange
It's such a long time comin'
But will the seasons ever

Let me try to offer ya'll a whole 'nother perspective really
Now this American officer was an undercover
He lost a brother because of a gang color
Which eventually accelerated the cancer that killed his
And he was married to a white woman that they a nigga lover
And it became a full job not to kill a nigga
I wonder he still consider that he's still a nigga
We all got choices, and the real recognize what's real and
But he's still undercover in his civilian clothes
All the reasons
But he may not even get love again
'Cause salary's not enough to be a Republican
Issues of growin' up a dad
Had 1 too many one and forgot his badge
A brawl with a racist cop
Didn't and ask
He was that he was a nigga when he shot his ass

Oh Mother
Your daughters and your
May the sky cryin'
As they hung lifeless from arms
Please Mother
Although the fruit is
It's been such a long comin'
But will the seasons ever

If a tree could
It's probably shed a and weep
For the like mine
For being there Confederate lines
Mighty
Mighty