Luyện nghe bài hát Act III Scene 2

This is a call out to all the
In the ghettos, suburbs, villages,
To all the who download
This song for free by any

To all the kids short on
But high on
To all the kids T.V
Like, "Yo, I that was me"

And all the kids pressing
On Get Free', I hear you
To all the
Within the of my voice

for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the
The no ones, the nobodies, the in line

I didn't vote for state of affairs
My state's got me prostrate
my fears
In all reality I'm prepared

'Cause I'm for war
But not sure if I'm ready to
And that's why I'm under

'Cause I'm to fight but most fights
Have me back tears
the truth is really I'm scared
Not scared of the

But just of the length
You'll go to it
I tried to hold my
Son, I to bite it

I'm not to start a riot or incite it
'Cause Brutus is an man
It's just coincidence oil men
wage war on an oil rich land

And one goes out to my man
Taking cover in the
a gun in his hand
Then gets and no one flinches
When he can't his fam
But Brutus is an man

for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the in line
Spit for the hated, the reviled, the
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in

If you have tears prepare to them now
For you share the guilt of blood
In accordance with the Dow
Dow fresh crop skull and bones

A in the heady, 'Hutu, Tutsi, Leone'
An Afghani in a shanty, Doodle dandy on
An Iraqi in Gap khaki, Coca come on
Be ye bishop or pawn in the streets or the

You should know that example
go on and on and what since
Does it make to keep ears to the street?
As long as in the soil, truth is never concrete

So we to represent those with the barest of feet
'Cause the to which we're loyal, keep the soil deplete
It's our job to not let repeat

Spit for the hated, the reviled, the
The no ones, the nobodies, the in line
for the hated, the reviled, the unrefined
The no ones, the nobodies, the last in

So here's the
The Ides of March are always at
And when the power strike
They strike the of man

And if you dare put up a
They'll come and fight for your
And they'll call it or salvation

A call to the youth, your freedom so free
It's just but the power of your voice
Could redirect every
Shift and shape the you want
And keep fears in a noose

Let them
a banner Star Spangled
I'm and able
To lift my up out of their cradle
and nurture my ideals
'Til they're more than a fable

I can be all I can be
And do much more I'm paid to
And I won't be a
To authorities say do

My desire is to within a nation on fire
creative passions burn
And raise the ever higher

no person is addicted
'top twisted supplier
Who promotes the of freedom
Sold to the highest

We demand a naturally
At one the land
Not a plant photosynthesizes
on demand
Or a for any weapons
We let fall our hands

I got beats and a plan, I'm gonna do I can
And what you do is everything they say do
Every goal ideal or value they keep on you
If they ask you to it, question whether it's true
If ask you to achieve, is it for them or for you?

You're the one they're to go carry a gun
Warfare ain't humanitarian, you're me, son
Why not fight to feed the homeless, jobless, fight
Why not fight for our own health care and our

And instead, invest in that lead
'Cause their propaganda can't erase all the dead
And the pile of pyramid on top of our heads
Or never mind, said the shotgun to the