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, lift your fist
Seem it ain't no peace, no justice
How you want it, the bullet or the
way you got to lift your fist

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

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

I guess frustration make a brother do he must
What's the combination can make a human erupt
Team leaders gettin' mutinied up, who couldn't
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 takes a hell of a man, to maintain

bloodstained, face bruised and battered
Our eyes the agony, of dreams that were shattered
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 lift fist

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

Uhh, famine, ghetto people demand
That somebody do somethin' soon, and let's
The facts, behind the attacks
Behind the daily gun the cocaine and the crack

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

To all my people, just lift your
like it ain't 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 first
up it ain't no peace, no justice
How you want it, the bullet or the

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

We get it down like
[Incomprehensible] lift fist
Come on my people yo it no justice
Dig it, uh, uh