Luyện nghe bài hát Liberation

KZ]
Said you might as keep the chance by me
Since I'm walking with all on me (seh wah?)
I said you as well keep the chance by me
I'm walking with all eyes on me

[Verse 1: 32]
Born as a
But I've got love for my people
You I shed blood for my people
Cuh here good over evil
as a hero
But know I've got love for my
You know I shed for my people
Cuh round good over evil
Nah nah, nah nah, love in my
You know I love they hate
Cuh they can get doot, one in their face
Cuh they can get doot doot, one in face
Nah nah, nah nah, you I'd go to war for you
.44 kicking down the for you
scared, I'd go above the law for you
Cuh if the sun don't rise, it fall for you, ayy
[Hook: 32]
Up in my ends, they're killing my
Tell me sane, I feel like Sadam
Rage in my veins, my feelings are
But can get a doof doof if they feel like they aren't
deya, I think mi charging, charging
Cuh mi still deya, I mi charging, charging
Cuh mi nah it, and mi nah left it
Even we're parting
God willing, I'm I can make a good killing
Got my mother still for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica
They're send me to the judge
Cuh the gold on me don't work, don't work

KZ]
Tired of the but the fire in my eyes
Can burn and (burn and burn)

[Verse 2: 32]
Born as a
The Lord is my
I don't fall in the winter
Cuh the fall in the winter
Heart of a
of a killer
They say mi like gorilla
That's how they get when they kill us
Nah nah, nah nah, love in my
But mi no all of dem friends
Cuh mi see red eye through the lens
Doot doot when I in the Benz
Nah nah, nah nah, in my ends, yeah
But mi no call all of dem
Cuh mi see their red eye the lens now
doot, peace sign on your head now, yeah

[Hook: 32]
Up in my ends, killing my dargs
Tell me who's sane, I feel Sadam
Rage in my veins, my feelings are
But can get a doof doof if they feel like they aren't
deya, I think mi charging, charging
Cuh mi still deya, I think mi charging,
Cuh mi nah left it, and mi nah it
when we're parting
God willing, I'm praying I can make a killing
Got my still praying for a raise sending barrels to Jamaica
They're tryna me to the judge
Cuh the gold crosses on me work, don't work

KZ]
Tired of the crime but the fire in my
Can and burn (burn and burn)