Luyện nghe bài hát Lift Your Fist

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

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

We get it down 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 fist

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

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

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

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

To all my people, just lift your
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 this
To all my people, ball up your
Seem like it no peace, no justice
How you want it, the bullet or the
Either way you got to lift your

Uhh, worldwide famine, ghetto people
That somebody do somethin' soon, and examine
The facts, behind the violent
Behind the gun play the cocaine and the crack

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

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

We get it like this
To all my people, up your 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 the clock strike death
is stressed, walkin' 'round holdin' they chest
They got the government surveyin' they steps and can't
dynamitin' them projects to smithereens

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

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

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

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

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

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

We get it down this
[Incomprehensible] lift your
on my people yo it ain't no justice
Dig it, uh, uh