Luyện nghe bài hát Evolution (And Flashback)

In I was a darkie
1865, a slave
In 1900 I was a
Or at least, was my name

In I was a negro
And then brother Malcom along
And some nigger shot Malcom down
But the truth lives on

Martin is
With Martin as our
We prayed, and
And marched, and
Things changing
Things were better
But things were not

Malcom as our leader,
We
And
And we had learned
Things better
Things were
But things were not

And now it is turn,
We are tired of praying, and marching, and thinking, and
wanna start cutting, and shooting, and stealing, and burning
You are hundred years ahead in equality
But next may be too late
To back

In 1600 I was a
And until a slave
In 1900 I was a
Or at that was my name

In I was a negro
And then came along
Yes, but nigger shot Malcom down
Though the bitter lives on

now I am a black man
And though I go second class
Where as once I wanted the white love
Now he can me ass