Luyện nghe bài hát A Song for Assata

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

There were lights and sirens, gunshots
Cover your eyes as I a scene so violent
like a bad dream, she laid in a blood puddle
Blood bubbled in her chest, air brushed against open flesh
No room to rest, pain each breath
twice wit her hands up
Police questioned but shot she answered
One Panther his life, the other ran for his
Scandalous the were as they kicked and beat her
Comprehension she was beyond, hold on
to life. She thought she'd with no arm
what it felt like, got to the hospital, eyes held tight
They moved her room to could tell by the light
tight to the bed, through her skin it bit
Put guns to her head, word she got hit
"Who shot the trooper?" they her
Put mace in her eyes, threatened to her
Her raced till things got still
Opened her eyes, realized she's next to her best who got killed
She got chills, they told her: that's she would be next
Hurt wit anger-survival was a reflex
They lied and denied visits from her
But she was buildin as they tried to her
If it for this german nurse they woulda served her worse
I read this sister's story, knew it deserved a verse
I what would happen if that woulda been me?
All shit 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 your Soul.

(Common)
It like the middle of the night when the law awakened her
Walkie-talkies cracklin, I see 'em when takin her
she kinda knew,
What made the peaceful was the trees and the sky was blue
Arrived to Middlesex Prison six inna morning
Uneasy as they her to the second floor in
a cell, one cot, no window, hell.
Put in the of a prison wit all males
And the of misery, seatless toilets and centipedes
She'd exercise, (paint?,) and to read
Two years hole. Her soul grew weak
Away from people so long she forgot how to
She discovered frredom is a sound
And a wall is a and can be broken down
Found peace in the she went on trial with
One of the she had a child with
The foulness they would feed her, hopin she's lose her
Held tight, knowing the fight would through this seed
In need of a doctor, from her stomach she's
Out of this situation a was conceived
Separated her, left to mother the Revolution
And lactated to attack
Cause federal and state was for a Black fate
Her emptiness was filled with beatings and dates
They fabricated cases, one would stick
And said she robbed places that didn't
In the midst of threats on her life and caged with Aryan whites
Through halls of hate she carried the light
I wonder what would happen if woulda been me?
All of this shit so we be free.
Yeah, I often wonder would happen if that woulda been me?
All of this shit so we be free, so dig it, people-

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

(Common)
Yo
From North Carolina her grandmother bring
that she had had a dream
Her dreams always what they needed them to mean
What made them real was the in between
She dreamt Assata was free in they old house in Queens
The fact that they always came was the thing
Assata had been convicted of a murder she done
Medical shown she couldna shot the gun
It's time for her to see the sun the other side
Time for her daughter to be by her side
Time for this Beautiful to become soft again
for her to breathe, and not be told 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 she's with political asylum in Cuba.

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

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