Luyện nghe bài hát K.O.S. (Determination)

[Talib
So many emcees focusin on black extermination
We keep it balanced with that of self, determination
It's hot, we be the spots, with conversations
C'mon let's smooth it out like Sensation

We in the house like Japanese in Japan, or in Korea
Head to Philly and free with the Kujichagulia TRUE
is swingin and writin is fightin, but what
they writin got us clashin like titans it's not
No question, bein a black man is
The in my eyes and the flames need fannin (3X)

With what? (Knowledge Of Self) Determination
4X*

Things I say and do, may not come through
My words may not convey what I'm feelin

Kweli]
Yes yes on, yes yes
Of Self is like life after death
With that you worry about your last breath
Death comes, that's how I'm livin, the next days
The flesh goes underground, the book of life, flip the
Yo they askin me how old, we the same age
I feel the rage of a million niggaz locked inside a
At exactly which point do you to realize
That without knowledge is, death in disguise?
That's why, Knowledge Of Self is like life death
Apply it, to your life, let destiny
Different day, same confusion, gonna take this
hip-hop shit and keep it movin, shed a little
Now y'all bloomin a flower with the power of the evident
Voices and original instruments
In the flesh presently presentin my

With that (Knowledge Of Self) Determination
6X*
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I say and do, may not come quite through
My words may not convey what I'm feelin
2X*

[Talib
The important time in history is, NOW, the present
So count your cause time can't define the essence
But you stressin over time and you follow the calendar
These people enter like Gattaca, you can bet
they tryin to lock you down like Attica, the diaspora
represents in numbers, a giant can't slumber forever
I know you gotta get cheddar whatever
Aiyyo I heard you the first time money, get it together
You must be History, you yourself out of the pages
You yourself depleatin your spiritual wealth
quick cash'll get your ass quick fast in houses of detention
Inner-city concentration where no one pays attention
or mentions the ascension of death, til nothing's
The young, gifted and are sprung addicted to crack
All my people y'all at cause, y'all ain't here
And your hero's using your mind as a canvas to fear
With, broad brush strokes and tales of
You get out of jail that Knowledge of Self determination
Stand in ovation, you put the Hue in Human
and effect, effect everything you do
and that's why I got love in the face of
Hands steady so the lines in the mental is straight
The thought you had even contemplate
like figure eight there's no escape..

From that what? (Knowledge Of Self)
4X*

Things I say and do, may not quite through
My words may not convey just I'm feelin
2X*

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Things I say and do, may not come through
My words may not convey what I'm feelin
2X*

What I'm feelin, I'm feelin, ooooh, what I'm feelin...