Luyện nghe bài hát 2000 Seasons

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

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

Slaves crave the words I'm
The
You hear em on the babbling
The truth is traveling the word
I sent through the air like a javelin
Unraveling like a
Pound it in your chest a gavel in the highest court
In Bablyon, let's on
If the world is foul, and you foul is how you got to live
Then the get your ass was foul
And just is how you is
No excuses see, life's are set up like a mirror
Just to you all your faces
Now understanding is clearer
You had your for evolution
You let it you by
why
I'm dissing wack mc's till the day I die
Reflection getting you
We our ground with the believers
The leaning tower of Pisa and the of Giza
No
The way I flip it is
Tis the
Ain't no

2]
All
Flowing like spring in the desert
Balling through the land
Where niggas take a stand, like made of sand
falling
For
Nothing but a plan to fail for they
No sense of delf, needed affirmations of self help
Yo it's right in front of yo grill looking everywhere else
Speaking of
Hustling and
Looking for
up too much time
Like a for rocks that got cooked up
God bless the child got his own shit
I got my
So the fiends now become
the opposition
Stronger competition
Shining a golden shower, your face I'm pissing in
Completing a mission like
The commission
Like was supposed to be missing
While our were supposed to be whoring
Save it for a day, money is pouring
Under clouds, black butterflys still be soaring
in frienldy skies
We the highs
Blood be in the streets like crimson tide in my eyes
The thai be me drowsy
But I get mellow the chronic
Intellectuals cause we discussing ebonics
I'm on a like sonic
In an age the plague got bubonic proportions
Yo I call it reparations, but they call it

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

like that y'all...