Luyện nghe bài hát Evolution (And Flashback)

In 1600 I was a
1865, a slave
In 1900 I was a
Or at least, was my name

In 1960 I was a
And then brother Malcom came
And then nigger shot Malcom down
But the bitter truth on

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

Malcom as our leader,
We
And
And thought we had
Things better
Things changing
But things not together

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

In 1600 I was a
And 1865 a slave
In I was a nigger
Or at least was my name

In 1960 I was a
And then came along
Yes, but some nigger shot Malcom
Though the bitter truth on

Well now I am a man
And I still go second class
as once I wanted the white man's love
Now he can me ass