Luyện nghe bài hát Dig It!

Presto, read the Manifesto
Guerillas in the Mist, a named Ernesto, so
(E-Roc: a brother with a afro know?)
Yo, go and flow for the and be the hoe
so grow cause the lynchin brothers 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 and raise my fist
(We did away with, that) so you get with this
Here's a twist cause overthrow like Kwame N'Krumah
Spread around the as if it were a, vicious rumor
Pam, cuts a record like a cuts a tumor from a brain
(E-Roc: all cooped up so feel the pain)
from four hundred years of
Anesthesia by your local TV station
Patience is not a virtue (I waitin)
Turn this shit over like did a boatload of Haitians

*DJ Pam and scratches "Dig It!"*

How now Cow I'm down with the Mau Mau
downtown tried to put us in the dog pound
like H. Rap Brown with the
(Won't get no callouses) I'm spittin dialectical analysis
So how is this, we never had no
until you found out that I turned to revolutionary
(Chump!) Bump you like dominoes, rat
(E-Roc: So Geronimo Gi Jaga Pratt!)
hear it fear it can't get near it
got a didn't clear it
Point says, "Fuck five-oh!" That's the spirit
Cheer it, spat out, the fat that I
Knew that I was doomed since my of birth
to be the of the earth, never had a Dream that was American
(The golden ?leg to again?) Despair again
(But that ain't nuthin new) Told the were paved with gold
Whoever paved that shit got wage too!

*DJ Pam and scratches "Dig It!"*

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

(E-Roc: Gunned us, stunned us) and they hung us
I'd like to a moment to say, "Fuck Columbus!"
(Millions off my back) the black on black is a myth
The that did this to us (was the one from the whip)
The record skip, the record skip, the record *SCRATCH*
The record skips, my voice is kinda scratchy
from yelling, "Oh shit!" five-oh comes to harass me
They pass me, no one to go and tail bro
(E-Roc: Trying to the movement with the new CoIntelPro)
Leaders they killed, if I said it, it threaten em
They only see my back I'm three steps ahead of em
not fallin in the slot you slated
(E-Roc: We realize our power's nickel-plated)
move as well as asses do, class 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..."