Luyện nghe bài hát Be (intro) - (with The Last Poets)

I wanna be as free as the spirits of who left
I'm Malcolm, Coltrane, my man Yusef
Through death grew conception, new breath and
For moms, new steps in her direction, in the way
Told inside is the fight lay
And everything a do may not be what he might say
Chicago nights stay, on the mind
But I write many and lay on these lines
the signs of the times
Many say the on the mind
Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wonderin' I'm
pushing lies, killers immortalized
We got arms but reach for the skies
for the Lord to rise
I look into my daughter's
And I'ma learn through her
The Messiah, might return through her
If I'ma do it, I gotta the world through her
Furs and a Benz, Gramps 'em
and old friends, Pops they hauntin' him
The chosen one the land of the frozen sun
drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones
Walk like warriors, we were told to run
Explored the to return to where my soul begun
looking back or too far in front of me
The present is a gift, and I wanna be