Luyện nghe bài hát 2000 Seasons

Yeah
For who do we to reflect our own people's death
For who's entertainment shall we sing of In what hopes?
That the destroyers aspiring to extinguish us suddenly
Suffer remorse at the of their own fantastic success?
The last imbecile to that dream is dead
He was killed by the saviors of his own
Armah, seasons

1]
I'm not a human being getting on spiritual shit
A being manifested as a human that's it
I spit I spray thoughts that's representing my life
Yo I step the spot leave niggas open like mics
Take on em on a
psychologies of war
Things you can't imagine if you've never seen em
Shorties come raw
out the c- 74
I welcome them back to the they think is run by laws
The world is run by men who use laws for
But I come thru war tactics like Shaka
Mcs is like play-doh
I 'em
em to pieces

Slaves the words I'm painting
The
You hear em on the radio
The truth is with the word
I flying through the air like a javelin
like a verdict
Pound it in your chest like a in the highest court
In Bablyon, let's on
If the world is foul, and you think foul is how you got to
Then from the get your ass was
And foul is how you is
No excuses see, life's dilemnas are set up like a
to show you all your faces
Now understanding is clearer
You had your chance for
You let it you by
why
I'm dissing wack mc's till the day I die
Reflection you high
We stand our ground with the
The leaning tower of and the Pyramids of Giza
No
The way I it is embarassing
Tis the
no caroling

2]
All
like spring water in the desert
Balling through the land
Where niggas a stand, like castles made of sand
falling
For
Nothing but a plan to fail for selves
No sense of delf, needed daily affirmations of help
Yo it's right in of yo grill stop looking everywhere else
Speaking of
Hustling and
Looking for
Took up too time
Like a fiend for that got cooked up
God the child that got his own shit
I got my
So the now become opponents
They the
from competition
Shining a golden shower, your face I'm pissing in
Completing a mission like
The commission
fathers was supposed to be missing
While our were supposed to be whoring
it for a rainy day, money is pouring
Under grey clouds, black butterflys be soaring
Flying in frienldy
We the highs
Blood be in the streets like crimson tide in my eyes
The thai be having me
But I get mellow with the
embarrased cause we discussing ebonics
I'm on a roll sonic
In an age that the plague got bubonic
Yo I call it reparations, but they call it

Just me mine
But
You've been warned for the very last
I'm not you again
So it to your crew
You actually to do
the drive in, driveby and drive through
got to
Get out the car
Humble
Tilt your head back, and look at the
Shining someplace very far, from where you standing
When the night is
You understanding who put them there
What you about the space you get lost in
peoples can't hear you in the distortion
The is absorption
And you sucked and you stuck off american for like
seasons
Upon return from raping and crossbreeding
Your own people accuse you of deceiving and
Causing confusion. Drug abusing
Now you all caught up in
At this you've got to break it down and be showing and proving
An A&R told me I use too many catch phrases
True I'm trying to all my people in all different stages all
phases

It's that y'all...