Luyện nghe bài hát My Peoples

I've streets, we're youth
Are forced to the long way home
And I've seen mothers
The loss of there born

Still I believe, we are given more than we can beg
A vision is only when life seems unfair
Who am I to the man with the needle in his veins
When he's chasing freedom to escape the pain

Of the worlds fast paced pipe and shortcomings
He's just trying to do and find a way out of nothing
It's like, we damned if we do and damned if we
And it's a very thin line between and being broke

And being one red away from World War III
called the minority
And always, always pulled
Facing police

Why is every street a hell?
Probably 'cause want us to fail
Yeah, three strikes and surely back to
Like the slave ships they sail

Years and years of civil rights chasing to pass bill
But ask yourself, have we changed or are we standing still
Down and out struggling in this jungle
One check away from starvation,

But they say being free is about speaking your
Prophesies too much and that's where draw the line
A line as thin as the line between war and
A line as thin as the between west and east

One button away World War III
called a minority
And pulled, always being pulled over
And to brutality

Why is every street like a hell?
Probably 'cause they all want us to fail
And three strikes and back to jail
the slaves ship when they sail but they don't know that

My people were made to
My peoples all shapes and
My people got people with them
more peoples, more sisters and brothers

My stay strong as an ox
My will never fail
My peoples will always
Remain with a story to

My peoples was to endure
My peoples all and colors
My got more peoples with them
more people, more sisters and brothers

My stay strong as an ox
My peoples will never
My peoples will always
with a story to tell

My was made to endure
My peoples all shapes and
My peoples got more people with
That's more people, more and brothers

My stay strong as an ox
My peoples will fail
My peoples always remain
Remain a story to tell

My peoples was made to
My all shapes and colors
My peoples got peoples with them
more people, more sisters and brothers

My stay strong as an ox
My peoples will never
My peoples will remain
Remain with a story to