Luyện nghe bài hát Foreward, 1619

The goes to and fro
Like a seeking someone to devour
him

Don't close the book, I got more to
You can change the story, is my advice
I read in color, they see black and
You just saw the cover, but more to life
Don't close the book, I got to write
You can change the story, is my advice
I read in color, see black and white
You just saw the cover, but more to life

Yeah,
Quick before I narrate
I'm from the west, between Cornel and
I grew up between section eight and nine
During my youth I lost my sense of colorblind
In between white and black nihilism
AME churches, corner stores and the systems
and preachers on the block, they was dropping wisdom
I would it up and just give it a little rhythm
They my lineage had a couple of kings
A couple queens, a couple thieves, a couple
Despite the struggle, I teach that we are equal
I short like a midget but I'm down for the people
The people, argue I with integration
Their liberation is really assimilation
The youth view my history with some
They wanna progress religion and tradition
I say

Don't close the book, I got to write
You can change the story, is my advice
I read in color, they see and white
You just saw the cover, but there's more to
Don't close the book, I got more to
You can change the story, that is my
I read in color, see black and white
You just saw the cover, but there's more to

Hello average, let me you to awesome
That Harlem renaissance age had excellent artists
That miseducation, that midnight
That life before Eve ate that fruit in the
They say 'You might be on the wrong of history'
Well, that depends on who's
Who's reciting, who's and who likes it
If we want somebody has to do the fighting
We exit Egypt, happy to speak
Then turn around, and ask for his assistance
Huh, what is logic to the
What's forgiveness to people who think sinless?
We are those, fully exposed, and Eve hiding our weakness
who wanna be close but the devil stands between us
Who knows the dirty souls an urgent need to be cleaned up
They my solution, everybody hates Jesus

Don't close the book, I got more to
You can change the story, that is my
I read in color, see black and white
You just saw the cover, but there's to life
Don't close the book, I got more to
You can change the story, that is my
I read in color, see black and white
You saw the cover, but there's more to life

Yeah, what's to the law?
Should I pray or should I
Do I want peace, or do I power so I can try it?
Who's gonna give the truth when these church retire?
When censorship gets you fired and gets inspired
I don't what you look like, black, white or magenta
I don't care where you from, Africa or placenta
We all desperate and broken, given the same
Do I God, or do I make off in my agenda?
I remember thinking I was Daniel the lions
I'm like Israel in hiding when it's to fight Goliath
I've broken, I've seen death working
I've fought doubt, I've been knocked out, I know hurt is
I run from the truth, but I know where the is
I failed doing my job but yet I my purpose
Praise Jesus I was but now I see
But my is I think I see too many things

Let us chiropractic crack open the spine of this
Turn a few pages and a deep look
is not the Catcher in the Rye
This is the African who caught the slave eye
Yet an invisible man who has the whole watching
Shall we meet the
For I am the cog in the capitalist wheel
With baby faced bronze skin and melanin appeal snatched the cradle of civilization
My name is Louis
Arrived on these shores but got more to say
From Bali to Barbados to Beaufort, Carolina
Leone to Sapelo, with
Sugar cane on my fingertips and shackles on my
There are limitations to a man so pity me until I sunk my into Juneteenth
Freedom tastes like grandma's potato pie
But it goes from master's plantation to incarceration
As the Jim flies, all of this happened, more or less
This is Up From Slavery, meets and Bess
Wilson, and Kenya Barris
James and James Burr
Kehinde Wiley, and Walker
Carrothers, Clinton and Washington
Carver, the great and reconstruction
From black wall streets, to Artilliers
This is black and success, put on full display
Whether the Little Rock, or the Charleston Nine
Trying to integrate, or praying to stay
Thinking that if my work was good y'all would recognize my personhood
But nah, instead I had to hustle chocolate charm
This brilliance, this ebony ingenuity
I know what this has done, can do, and is doing to me
what it could be and therefore still, I rise
From 1619 and beyond I stand
From being three-fifths of a compromised
Using the breath in my black
Shouting from a place of black love
'I am a