Luyện nghe bài hát Lift Your Fist

Yeah Guru, huh, The
Yeah, c'mon y'all uh, your fist
Uhh, yeah, your fist c'mon

To all my people, just lift fist
Seem like it no peace, no justice
How you it, the bullet or the microchip?
Either way you got to lift your

We get it down like
To all my people, ball up your
Seem like it no peace, no justice
How you it, the bullet or the microchip?
way you got to lift your fist

Yo,
We livin' life close to the edge, don't
But this ain't eighty-three and not the cold crush
It's kids on the street strapped, huffin' that
They the next cat, livin' all plush

I frustration make a brother do what he must
What's the combination that can make a erupt
Team gettin' mutinied up, who couldn't read
The signs, the day and times is [Incomprehensible]

Indeed, we blast, refuse to ass
Quick fast, ready to mash cause of a out past
the pain, follow the mental terrain
It takes a hell of a man, nowadays to

Garments bloodstained, face and battered
Our eyes reflect the agony, of dreams were shattered
And love it, when we wild out and kill our own
But the responsibility, yes, is still our own

To all my people, just lift fist
Seem like it no peace, no justice
How you it, the bullet or the microchip?
way you got to lift your fist

We get it like this
To all my people, ball up first
Seem like it ain't no peace, no
How you want it, the bullet or the
way you got to lift your fist

Uhh, worldwide famine, people demand
That somebody do soon, and let's examine
The facts, the violent attacks
the daily gun play the cocaine and the crack

Thug season what's the for the treason?
Everybody's eat, some gotta resort to thievin'
Take money, money, make money, money,

To all my people, just lift fist
Seem it ain't no peace, no justice
How you it, the bullet or the microchip?
Either way you got to lift your

We get it down this
To all my people, ball up first
Seem like it no peace, no justice
How you want it, the or the microchip?
way you got to lift your fist

Yo, from the time they eyes open 'til the clock strike
Brothers is stressed, walkin' 'round holdin' chest
They got the government surveyin' they steps and breathe
They dynamitin' projects to smithereens

Money comin' but days too few and far between
You tryin' to taste what the world's offering, ya'mean?
I seen to make a grown man scream
Brothers thirsty and hungry to get thing

Too many of pain, too many years of struggle
Too many drops of blood, too many problems to
Too few available, too few schools equipped
Too few role models, just and pimps

Will you succumb, will your heart numb
Or will you the world, and use your mind like a gun?
I'm the one I turn a kid to a soldier
Me and The Roots, word up, we takin'

To all my people, lift your fist
Seem like it ain't no peace, no
How you want it, the or the microchip?
way you got to lift your fist

We get it like this
To all my people, up your first
up it ain't no peace, no justice
How you it, the bullet or the microchip?

To all my people, just your fist
How you it there's no peace, no justice
From the bullet or even the microchip?
Either way you got to lift fist

We get it down like
[Incomprehensible] lift fist
Come on my people yo it ain't no
Dig it, uh, uh