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

[Talib
So many emcees on black people extermination
We keep it balanced with that knowledge of self,
hot, we be blowin the spots, with conversations
C'mon let's it out like Soul Sensation

We in the house like Japanese in Japan, or Koreans in
Head to Philly and free Mumia with the Kujichagulia
Singin is and writin is fightin, but what
they writin got us clashin like titans not excitin
No question, a black man is demandin
The in my eyes and the flames need fannin (3X)

With that (Knowledge Of Self) Determination
4X*

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

Kweli]
Yes yes on, yes yes
Knowledge Of Self is like life death
With that you never worry about last breath
Death comes, that's how I'm livin, the next days
The flesh goes underground, the of life, flip the page
Yo they me how old, we livin the same age
I feel the rage of a million niggaz inside a cage
At exactly point do you start to realize
That life without is, death in disguise?
why, Knowledge Of Self is like life after death
Apply it, to your life, let manifest
day, same confusion, we're gonna take this
hip-hop shit and keep it movin, shed a light
Now bloomin like a flower with the power of the evident
and drums original instruments
In the flesh presently my representation

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

[Talib
The most important time in history is, NOW, the
So count your blessings cause time can't define the
But you stressin time and you follow the Roman calendar
These people enter Cona Gattaca, you can bet
they tryin to lock you like Attica, the African diaspora
represents strength in numbers, a giant 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 keepin depleatin your spiritual wealth
That cash'll get your ass quick fast in houses of detention
Inner-city camps where no one pays attention
or mentions the ascension of death, til nothing's
The young, gifted and Black are addicted to crack
All my people where y'all at cause, y'all ain't
And your hero's using your as a canvas to paint fear
With, brush strokes and tales of incarceration
You get out of with that Knowledge of Self determination
Stand in ovation, cause you put the Hue in
Cause and effect, effect you do
and that's why I got love in the face of
Hands steady so the in the mental illustration 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 come quite
My words may not convey just what I'm
2X*

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

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