Luyện nghe bài hát History

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

I was born in a season where the was quiet and cold
Celebrations going on
were happy, some were sad
Some felt bad from good
felt good from being bad, feelings pass and change
But never leave, they here to stay
Holiday, holiday, happy
love, the first cut run deep
Soul on flesh, is the Brooklyn streets
of the Ox, seven 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 cannot
Complete, the and the end
Then it just go round

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

I was born in the decade of where they worship what they have
Ford was president, do the
The war was when the Vietnamese stormed the city of Saigon
We was like, bye; we was gone, let bygones be
I'm gone, spread love, it's the way
the hug you with the firearm, try it on
Like new school clothes, Black Star
Smash when we do a show, it's facts, no
I'm down the crew like Mussolini in Italy
I rock the Roots like the Giving Tree
Powerful, bigotry at work, me and my people got
These rappers dumb it down
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 made so they missing us

And call it comeback in particular
We never blend into ephemera or
Fade peripheral, transition of the minister's original
We're broadcast clear without
Black so tight, burning soul temperatures and ministers
Alkalines, aminos and essentials
Served over time signatures
It's miracle material, it's right now foreverness