Luyện nghe bài hát Dig It!

Presto, the Communist Manifesto
Guerillas in the Mist, a Guevara Ernesto, so
(E-Roc: What a brother a afro know?)
Yo, go and flow for the and be the hoe
so grow cause the brothers might get hung
Better rip through em from the tip of my mouth/Mao,
(money spent) catch the glint
(E-Roc: of my nine as cut welfare twenty-five percent)
And I dissent, as I clench and raise my
(We did away with, that) so you could get with
Here's a cause we'll overthrow like Kwame N'Krumah
Spread around the wealth as if it were a, vicious
Pam, a record like a surgeon cuts a tumor from a brain
(E-Roc: We're all up so feel the pain)
from four hundred years of
Anesthesia provided by your TV station
Patience is not a virtue (I waitin)
Turn this shit over Bush did a boatload of Haitians

*DJ Pam cuts and "Dig It!"*

How now Cow I'm down with the Mau Mau
Clown tried to put us in the dog pound
like H. Rap Brown with the
(Won't get no callouses) cause I'm dialectical analysis
So how is this, we never had no
until you found out that I turned to hunk
(Chump!) you over like dominoes, rat
(E-Roc: So free Gi Jaga Pratt!)
Lyrics it fear it can't get near it
got a didn't clear it
Point Blank says, "Fuck five-oh!" That's the
Cheer it, out, the fat that I consumed
Knew that I was doomed since my date of
to be the wretched of the earth, never had a Dream was American
(The ?leg to chair again?) Despair again
(But that ain't nuthin new) Told the streets were paved with
Whoever paved that shit got minimum too!

*DJ Pam cuts and "Dig It!"*

"Do you understand, the phrase?" (repeat 3X)
"Do you understand, do you understand..."

(E-Roc: us, stunned us) exploited and they hung us
I'd like to take a to say, "Fuck Columbus!"
(Millions off my back) the black on crisis is a myth
The crack that did to us (was the one from the whip)
The record skip, the record skip, the record *SCRATCH*
The record skips, cause my voice is scratchy
from yelling, "Oh shit!" when five-oh comes to me
They never me, no one to go and tail bro
(E-Roc: to kill the movement with the new CoIntelPro)
they killed, if I said it, it would threaten em
They only see my because I'm three steps ahead of em
We're not fallin in the slot you
(E-Roc: We that our power's nickel-plated)
Masses move as well as asses do, is through
Our is over, past it's due
(And you still wanna know) the of the flow
CALIFORNIA NINE-FOUR-SIX-ONE-OH

*DJ Pam "Dig It!"

(Yeah, The Coup, at you in ninety-three!)
Yeah, and we out y'all...

"Do you understand, the phrase?" (repeat 3X)
"Do you understand, do you understand..."