Luyện nghe bài hát Foreward, 1619

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

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 there's more to
close the book, I got more 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

Yeah,
Quick introduction before I
I'm from the west, between Cornel and
I grew up section eight and cloud nine
During my youth I my sense of being colorblind
In between supremacy and black nihilism
AME churches, stores and the prison systems
Hoteps and preachers on the block, was dropping wisdom
I would pick it up and just give it a rhythm
They my lineage had a couple of kings
A queens, a couple thieves, a couple fiends
the struggle, I would teach that we are equal
I short like a midget but I'm down for the people
The people, argue I died integration
Their false is really assimilation
The youth view my history with suspicion
wanna progress past religion and tradition
I say

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

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

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

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

Let us crack open the spine of this book
a few pages and take a deep look
This is not the in the Rye
This is the African who caught the catcher's eye
Yet an invisible man who has the whole watching
Shall we meet the
For I am the cog in the capitalist wheel
baby faced bronze skin and melanin appeal snatched from the cradle of civilization
My name is Portier
on these shores but I've got more to say
From Bali to Barbados to Beaufort, South
Sierra Leone to Sapelo,
Sugar cane on my fingertips and on my feet
There are limitations to a man so pity me until I sunk my into Juneteenth
Freedom like grandma's sweet potato pie
But it goes from master's plantation to mass
As the Jim Crow flies, all of happened, more or less
This is Up From Slavery, Porgy and Bess
August Wilson, and Kenya
Brown and James Burr
Kehinde Wiley, and Walker
George Carrothers, Clinton and
Carver, the great and reconstruction
From black wall streets, to Harlem
This is black survival and success, put on display
it's the Little Rock, or the Charleston Nine
Trying to integrate, or praying to stay
Thinking that if my was good somehow y'all would recognize my personhood
But nah, instead I had to hustle chocolate charm
This black brilliance, this ingenuity
I know what this nation has done, can do, and is to me
Also what it be and therefore still, I rise
From and beyond here I stand
being three-fifths of a compromised plan
Using the in my black lungs
Shouting from a place of black love
'I am a