Luyện nghe bài hát Lift Your Fist

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

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

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

I guess make a brother do what he must
What's the combination that can make a human
Team leaders gettin' mutinied up, who read
The signs, the day and times is [Incomprehensible]

Indeed, we blast, refuse to ass
Quick fast, ready to mash cause of a bugged out
Swallow the pain, follow the terrain
It a hell of a man, nowadays to maintain

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

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

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

Uhh, worldwide famine, ghetto people
somebody do somethin' 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 gotta eat, gotta resort to thievin'
Take money, money, make money, money,

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

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

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

Money but them 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 to get that thing

Too many tears of pain, too many years of
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 grow
Or will you save the world, and use your mind a gun?
I'm the one I turn a stick-up kid to a
Me and The Roots, word up, we over

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

We get it down like
To all my people, ball up your
up it ain't no peace, no justice
How you want it, the or the microchip?

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

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