Luyện nghe bài hát Food for The Masses

I family
'Cause family brings
One to you and peace to all the nations
Aztlan the Puerto Rican and
The African the Maori, Kouri and the
On the reservation
I'll a hit and then pass the information
To the hand side and
Keep providin', and
Sustenance and
Mass Hysteria breaking down the barrier
Militant cliques big up the
Put your in the air now
Show me cha care now
And that cha really how
get thee behind me Satan
I'll keep thee in front so I can kick in the ass and
Assassinate all wicked inventions
Your new order and your global intentions
Not to mention the of corrections
Makin' money off of in detention
Doin' time for
Countin' the days in the dark buildin' up aggressions
Progressions all the lessons
In the of the beast only God hears confessions
Geronimo Pratt's sittin' in the cellar
Done as many years as they did
Parole board to know are you remorseful
How could I be because I didn't do the yo
Y'alls the fucka's that's guilty
me in solitary eight years of filthy
Kill the messenger, you can't the message
Yo I'm food for the masses

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So eat have a seat
the Maitre D'
Commencin' the rythm
I get on the beat
Let 'em say what they say the way that we be
It's the year two O
They stop we
Aw'ight, so let's see how the unfolds
I write half the story has never been told so
No one can stop it the whole world's droppin' out the
Blowin' up, NASA when I rock it
The tech ways of the civilized man
stand my people but ya love the sun tan
Fly the space shuttle like and prancer
You nuke the pole now you got skin cancer
The answer you see I'm fly like
You can Value it but you takin' big
On crashes. Change your like Cassius
The classes be making for the masses
Then shift to a speed that's for the listeners
and wanna be street politicians
In competition the envious visions
They chasin' paper dollars to a pop prison
But listen this me against you
'Cause the whole checking out the things that we do
Ya sold soul to the Saint Ide's brew
That's aw'ight I the Sprite in you

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For the masses for the masses for the for the true