Luyện nghe bài hát 2000 Seasons

Talib

Hi Tek...

Whom do we aspire to reflect on peoples
Who's entertainment shall we sing our
of our
That the destroyers aspiring to extinguish us will
suffer at the sight of their own fantastic success?

The last imbecile to that dream is dead
He was killed by the saviors of his own
Armah - seasons

Kweli-Verse 1

Im not a human being into no shit,
a Spiritual being 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
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 back to the world they think is run by laws
The world is run by men who use for tools
I come thru war tactics Shaka Zulu
Mcs is like play-doh
I 'em
em to pieces
volunteer Slaves the words i'm painting
The
You hear em on the radio
But the truth is with the word
As they're flying the air like a javelin
Unraveling a verdict
Pound it in your chest like a gavel in the highest
In Bablyon, let's on
If the is foul, and you think foul is how you got to live
from the get your ass was foul
And foul is how you is
No excuses see, life's are set up like a mirror
Just to you all your faces
Now clearer understanding is clearer
You had chance for revolution
You let it you by
That's why I'm dissing wack till the day that I die
Reflection you high
We our ground with the believers
The leaning tower of Pisa and the Pyramids of
No
The way I it is embarRassing
Tis the
Ain't no

2
All
Flowing like spring water in the
Balling through the barren
Where niggas take a stand, like castles made of
Free
For
Nothing but a plan to fail for selves
No sense of delf, needed affirmations of self help
Yo it's right in front of yo grill stop looking everywhere
of planning,
Hustling and
for hookups
Took up too time
Like a fiend for that got cooked up
God bless the that got his own shit
I got my
So the fiends now become
They the
from competition
Shining a golden shower, your face i'm pissing in
Completing a mission like
The commission
Like fathers was supposed to be
While our sisters were supposed to be
Save it for a day, money is pouring
Under grey clouds, black butterflys still be
Flying in skies
We the highs
Blood be flowing in the streets like crimson tide in my
Tye be me drowsy
But I get with the chronic
Intellectuals embarrasSed cause we ebonics
I'm on a roll like
In an age the plague got bubonic proportions
Yo I call it reparations, but they call it

Just give me
But
You've been warned for the very time
I'm not you again
So it to your crew
You gotta to do
Forget the in, driveby and drive through
got to
Get out the car
yourself
Tilt your head back, and at the stars
Shining over very far, from where you standing
When the is clear
You just who put them there
you know about the space you get lost in
Your peoples can't hear you in the
The desert is
And you sucked and you off american freezing for like
2000
Upon your return raping and crossbreeding
Your own people you of deceiving and misleading
Causing mass confusion. Drug
Now you all caught up in
At time you've got to break it down and be showing and proving
An A&R told me that i use to many phrases
I'm trying to catch all my people in all different stages all
different

it's like y'all...