Luyện nghe bài hát Foreward, 1619

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

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

Yeah,
Quick introduction I narrate
I'm from the west, between and Kanye
I grew up between eight and cloud nine
During my youth I lost my sense of colorblind
In between white supremacy and nihilism
AME churches, corner and the prison systems
and preachers on the block, they was dropping wisdom
I would pick it up and just give it a little
They my lineage had a couple of kings
A couple queens, a couple thieves, a couple
Despite the struggle, I would that we are equal
I fall like a midget but I'm down for the people
The people, I died with integration
Their liberation is really assimilation
The view my history with some suspicion
They wanna progress past religion and
I say

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

Hello average, let me introduce you to
Harlem renaissance age had some excellent artists
That miseducation, that midnight
life before Eve ate that fruit in the garden
They say might be on the wrong side of history'
Well, that on who's writing
Who's reciting, who's typing and who it
If we peace somebody has to do the fighting
We exit Egypt, happy to resistance
Then turn around, and ask for his assistance
Huh, is logic to the ignorant?
What's forgiveness to people who they're sinless?
We are those, fully exposed, Adam and Eve our weakness
Folks who wanna be close but the devil between us
Who knows the souls with an urgent need to be cleaned up
They my solution, everybody hates Jesus

close the book, I got more to write
You can the story, that is my advice
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 the story, that is my advice
I read in color, they see black and
You just saw the cover, but more to life

Yeah, protest to the law?
Should I pray or should I
Do I peace, or do I want power so I can try it?
Who's gonna give the truth when these church retire?
censorship gets you fired and nobody gets inspired
I don't care you look like, black, white or magenta
I don't care where you come from, or placenta
We all desperate and broken, given the dilemma
Do I serve God, or do I off in my agenda?
I remember thinking I was Daniel the lions
I'm like Israel in hiding when it's time to fight
I've been broken, seen death working
I've fought doubt, I've been out, I know what hurt is
I run from the truth, but I know the church is
I doing my job but yet I know my purpose
Praise Jesus I was but now I see
But my problem is I think I see too many

Let us chiropractic crack open the spine of book
Turn a few pages and a deep look
This is not the in the Rye
This is the African who caught the slave eye
Yet an invisible man who has the world watching
we meet the protagonist?
For I am the colored cog in the wheel
With baby faced bronze skin and melanin appeal snatched from the of civilization
My is Louis Portier
Arrived on these shores but I've got to say
From Bali to Barbados to Beaufort, Carolina
Sierra to Sapelo, with
cane on my fingertips and shackles on my feet
There are limitations to a man so pity me until I sunk my tooth into
Freedom tastes like grandma's sweet pie
But it goes master's plantation to mass incarceration
As the Jim Crow flies, all of this happened, more or
This is Up Slavery, meets Porgy and Bess
August Wilson, and Barris
James Brown and James
Wiley, and Kara Walker
George Carrothers, Clinton and
Carver, the migration and reconstruction
From black wall streets, to Artilliers
This is survival and success, put on full display
Whether it's the Rock, or the Charleston Nine
Trying to integrate, or to stay alive
Thinking that if my work was good somehow would recognize my personhood
But nah, I had to hustle this chocolate charm
black brilliance, this ebony ingenuity
I know what this has done, can do, and is doing to me
Also what it could be and still, I rise
From 1619 and beyond here I
From being three-fifths of a plan
Using the breath in my lungs
Shouting words from a of black love
'I am a