Luyện nghe bài hát One Day Closer

My mama told me find a real job, 'cause I'm what I'm don't cut it
Say she never seen a nigga get struggling and shit
Just fussing and I ain't to hear that
Leaving out the house, I peep the news and it's clear
If mama would said a few words to them damn fools
You wouldn't have killers in the classroom
The of the innocent
Praises be to God the
Most merciful, and I would question you
But being shot down'll hurt a dude
I know the got her heels on
But as I walk through the valley, I feel home
And life has got a funny way of
A man of but all in all it's a blessing
To walk up out the storm without a on me
And live to talk about my journey, where you at,

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

I started my classmates
I remember skipping in the 8th grade
And walking to the King at lunchtime
And coming back before the bell rung, but one
We decided we was ditch the whole day
And catch the metro to Sharpstown, always
Remember Kurtis beatboxing on the seat
Me freestyling, knew every rapper that he
Bring up to us, K run us
Man, I them old days, if one knew us
You knew that we was destined for
Day came, that's when God set to take him
Too dying young, no sequel
And I have a many night sleepless
Every turned brings the ending
One day closer, it's on you on how you it

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

It's either politics or 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
tragic when an innocent is gunned down
But Congress wants to take away our Wow
Now, about off in Chicago?
Huh? little children in Chicago
Parents heart-broke, I pray I never know that
And although the truth is so
We push it to the side we don't matter
And that makes me madder
That's right, my government Jordan
No different than a Trayvon (no different)
No different than a shot down
picture of a blue-eyed Jesus