Luyện nghe bài hát A Song for Assata

(Common)
In the of God.
In the of the Ancestors.
In the of the Black Panthers.
In the Spirit of Shakur.
We make this movement freedom
for all who have been oppressed, and all those in the struggle.
Yeah. yo, it-

There lights and sirens, gunshots firin
Cover eyes as I describe a scene so violent
Seemed a bad dream, she laid in a blood puddle
Blood bubbled in her chest, air brushed against open flesh
No room to rest, pain consumed breath
twice wit her hands up
Police questioned but before she answered
One Panther lost his life, the ran for his
Scandalous the were as they kicked and beat her
Comprehension she was beyond, hold on
to life. She thought live with no arm
that's what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held
moved her room to room-she could tell by the light
Handcuffed to the bed, through her skin it bit
Put guns to her head, every she got hit
"Who shot the trooper?" asked her
Put mace in her eyes, to blast her
Her mind raced till got still
her eyes, realized she's next to her best friend who got killed
She got chills, they told her: that's she would be next
Hurt wit anger-survival was a reflex
lied and denied visits from her lawyer
But she was as they tried to destroy her
If it wasn't for this german nurse they woulda served her
I read this sister's story, that it deserved a verse
I wonder what would if that woulda been me?
All this so we could be free, so dig it, y'all.

(Cee-lo vocals)
I'm of Assata, yes.
to my Love, Assata, yes.
Your Power and is beautiful.
May God bless Soul.

(Common)
It like the middle of the night when the law awakened her
Walkie-talkies cracklin, I see 'em when they her
she kinda knew,
What the ride peaceful was the trees and the sky was blue
Arrived to Middlesex Prison about six morning
Uneasy as pushed her to the second floor in
a cell, one cot, no window, hell.
Put in the basement of a prison wit all
And the smell of misery, toilets and centipedes
She'd exercise, (paint?,) and to read
Two years inna hole. Her grew weak
Away people so long she forgot how to speak
She frredom is a unspoken sound
And a wall is a wall and can be broken
Found peace in the Panthers she went on with
One of the brothers she had a with
The they would feed her, hopin she's lose her seed
Held tight, knowing the fight live through this seed
In of a doctor, from her stomach she's bleed
Out of this situation a girl was
from her, left to mother the Revolution
And to attack hate
Cause federal and state was built for a Black
Her emptiness was filled with beatings and court
They fabricated cases, one would stick
And said she robbed places that exist
In the midst of on her life and being caged with Aryan whites
dark halls of hate she carried the light
I wonder what would if that woulda been me?
All of shit so we could be free.
Yeah, I often wonder what would if that woulda been me?
All of this shit so we could be free, so dig it,

(Cee-Lo)
I'm of Assata, yeah.
to my Love, Assata, yeah.
Your and Pride, so Beautiful...
May God your Soul.
Oooh.

(Common)
Yo
From Carolina her grandmother would bring
that she had had a dream
Her always meant what they needed them to mean
What made them real was the in between
She dreamt that Assata was in they old house in Queens
The fact that they came true was the thing
Assata had been convicted of a murder she done
Medical evidence she couldna shot the gun
It's time for her to see the sun from the other
for her daughter to be by her mother's side
Time for this Woman to become soft again
Time for her to breathe, and not be how or when
She the chains and escaped the pain
How she broke out of prison I never explain
And to this day they try to get to her
but free with political asylum in Cuba.

(Cee-Lo vocals)
I'm of Assata, yeah.
to my Love, Assata, yeah.
We're molded from the mud, Assata.
We share the Blood, Assata, yeah.
Power and Pride, so Beautiful...
May God bless Soul.
Power and Pride, so Beautiful...
May God your Soul.
Oooh.

(Assata)
Freedom! You askin me about freedom. Askin me freedom?
I'll be honest with you. I know a whole more about freedom isn't
about what it is, cause I've never been free.
I can only share my vision you of the future, about what freedom is.
Uhh, the way I see it, is-- is the right to grow, is the right to
blossom.
Freedom is -is the to be yourself, to be who you are,
to be who you wanna be, to do you wanna do. (fade out)