Luyện nghe bài hát History

Kweli say, "Everybody act according to the season that they in"
are the night, some are the morning, some at noon
Some in winter, in June
our code, it's the natural
The science is a
For me and mines, and you
Let's move, tell you a about mine, yo

I was born in a season where the world was and cold
Celebrations were on
Some were happy, some sad
Some felt bad from good
Some felt good from bad, feelings pass and change
But they never leave, they here to
Holiday, holiday, birthday
love, the first cut run deep
Soul on flesh, this is the Brooklyn
Year of the Ox, and three
M.D., the (come on)
soul's got one of these (yes)
It's you been and where you be
And without understanding you proceed
Complete, the and the end
it just go round again

Again and again, new
Again and again, so
and again, newness

I was born in the decade of decadence where they worship what they
was president, do the math
The war was ended when the Vietnamese the city of Saigon
We was like, bye; we was gone, let be bygones
I'm gone, spread love, it's the way
Where the hug you the firearm, try it on
Like new school clothes, Black official
Smash when we do a show, it's facts, no
I'm down with the crew like in Italy
I rock with the like the Giving Tree
Powerful, at work, me and my people got history
These rappers it down considerably
We get it poppin' a hit chorus
The flow is historic, can't get rid of us
Ubiquitous, and we lay the law like
Ten years ago we history so they missing us

And don't call it in particular
We will blend into ephemera or
Fade into peripheral, of the minister's original
We're broadcast without diminishing
Black Star so tight, burning soul temperatures and
Alkalines, aminos and essentials
Served Dilla time signatures
miracle material, remember it's right now foreverness