Luyện nghe bài hát Lift Your Fist

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

To all my people, just lift your
Seem 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 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, push
But this ain't and it's not the cold crush
It's kids on the strapped, huffin' that kush
They eyein' the next cat, all plush

I guess frustration make a do what he must
What's the combination that can make a erupt
leaders gettin' mutinied up, who couldn't read
The signs, thinkin' the day and times is

Indeed, we blast, to kiss ass
Quick fast, ready to mash of a bugged out past
the pain, follow the mental terrain
It a hell of a man, nowadays to maintain

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

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 your fist

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

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

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

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 your fist

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

Yo, from the they eyes open 'til the clock strike death
Brothers is stressed, walkin' 'round they chest
They got the government surveyin' they and can't breathe
They dynamitin' them projects to

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

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

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

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

We get it like this
To all my people, ball up your
Word up it 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 form the microchip?
way you got to lift your fist

We get it like this
lift your fist
Come on my yo it ain't no justice
Dig it, uh, uh