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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Talib
The most important time in history is, NOW, the
So your blessings cause time can't define the essence
But you stressin over and you follow the Roman calendar
people enter Cona like Gattaca, you can bet
they tryin to lock you down Attica, the African diaspora
represents strength in numbers, a giant slumber forever
I know you gotta get cheddar whatever
I heard you twice the first time money, get it together
You must be History, you yourself out of the pages
You keepin yourself depleatin spiritual wealth
quick cash'll get your ass quick fast in houses of detention
Inner-city concentration camps where no one pays
or the ascension of death, til nothing's left
The young, and Black are sprung addicted to crack
All my people where y'all at cause, ain't here
And your hero's using your as a canvas to paint fear
With, broad brush and tales of incarceration
You get out of jail with 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 of hate
Hands steady so the in the mental illustration is straight
The thought you had don't even
Infinite like eight there's no escape..

From that what? (Knowledge Of Self)
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 may not convey just what I'm feelin
2X*

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