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

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

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

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

Things I say and do, may not come quite
My words may not convey just I'm feelin

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

With that (Knowledge Of Self) Determination
6X*
- - - - these two overlap - - - -
Things I say and do, may not quite through
My may not convey just what I'm feelin
2X*

[Talib
The most important in history is, NOW, the present
So count your blessings cause time can't the essence
But you stressin over and you follow the Roman calendar
These people enter like Gattaca, you can bet
they tryin to lock you down like Attica, the African
represents strength in numbers, a can't slumber forever
I you gotta get that cheddar whatever
Aiyyo I heard you the first time money, get it together
You must be History, you repeatin out of the pages
You keepin yourself your spiritual wealth
That quick cash'll get your ass quick fast in houses of
Inner-city concentration camps where no one pays
or mentions the ascension of death, til left
The young, gifted and Black are sprung to crack
All my where y'all at cause, y'all ain't here
And your using your mind as a canvas to paint fear
With, broad brush strokes and of incarceration
You get out of jail with that Knowledge of Self
Stand in ovation, cause you put the Hue in
and effect, effect everything you do
and why I got love in the face of hate
steady so the lines in the mental illustration is straight
The you had don't even contemplate
Infinite like figure there's no escape..

From that (Knowledge Of Self) Determination
4X*

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

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

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