Luyện nghe bài hát One Day Closer

My mama told me find a real job, 'cause I'm what I'm doing cut it
Say she seen a nigga get rich struggling and shit
Just fussing and I trying to hear that
out the house, I peep the news and it's clear that
If mama would have said a few words to them fools
You have them killers in the classroom
The of the innocent
Praises be to God the
Most merciful, and I would never you
But babies being down'll hurt a dude
I know the devil's got her on
But as I through the valley, I just feel home
And life has got a funny way of
A man of faith but all in all a blessing
To walk up out the storm a scratch on me
And live to about my journey, where you at, homie?

Sam was born by the
Martin, he had a
But that mean there will be harmony
Just because the choir
They say change gon' come
So when is change come?
tell me, somebody tell me (I'm not gon' lie, I'm getting scared now)

I started my classmates
I remember classes in the 8th grade
And to the Burger King at lunchtime
And coming back the bell rung, but one time
We decided we was finna the whole day
And catch the metro to Sharpstown, I'll
Remember Kurtis beatboxing on the seat
Me freestyling, they every rapper that he
up to us, K run through us
Man, I miss them old days, if one us
You that we was destined for greatness
Day came, that's when God set to take him
Too many dying young, no
And I have gone a many night
Every page turned the ending
One day closer, on you on how you spend it

Sam was by the river
And Martin, he had a
But don't mean there will be harmony
Just the choir sings
They say that change come (Change gon' come, oh oh)
So when is gon' come? (When is change gon' come?)
Somebody me, somebody tell me (And every day it's something different)

It's politics or one's religion (Yeah, yeah)
We need to our guns in my opinion
It's the that you need to take control of
You have the right to bear your what they told us
It's tragic when an innocent is down
But Congress wants to take our guns? Wow
Now, what about off in
Huh? Them little in Chicago
Parents heart-broke, I pray I never that feeling
And the truth is so revealing
We push it to the side like we don't
And that shit me madder
That's right, my Brad Jordan
No different a Trayvon Martin (no different)
No different than a down leader
Your of a blue-eyed Jesus