Luyện nghe bài hát One [remix]

[Akir:] Yo tech, it's the last call baby it's
[Immortal Technique:] Yeah, you know a remix just feels dog?
Before we get outta here, you gotta drop one last gem on them

[Immortal Technique:] No question, it's like the elders me
No one person can do anything, but everyone can do
So we gotta rep, for all the niggaz that ain't right now
[Akir:] The tip, the One Remix, yo

One Enterprises, comprises the and the sound
The pen and paper plays my savior while I'm getting
Pray for my as a favor for holding me down
Slave for my as I savor the way that it pounds
It's underground, but the blatent vibrations found
Facing the nation complacent stations now
Stop and contemplating the way we paitient
Start motivating and get them playin the shit we
no delayin in this war that we gettin slayed in
Cause a waistin while we stand adjacent to abrasions
They fouls are more than
And so I see the prisons cages while I the pavement
Looking for payment fuck enslavement
Usin the of old ancients
Announcing my engagment to this music that we
Ain't no faking on tracks, and we never come wack (never!)
Immortal and Akir y'all niggaz fear us that's a wrap
It's

One
One
One
One
One
One
One, One, One, One
One
One
One
One
One way
One day
One, One, One, One, One

Technqique]
Immortal Technique in the with my nigga Akir
Our surived the genocides so we can be here
And now we the aftermath, one in the same
Living the 'till we catch one in the brain
And even then my spirit will in heavenly form
And wipe the chess board clean, of my pawns
The red don communist threat, and gone
So they a war, the goverment can carry on
It me wonder if the word of god is lost in the man
is for the children of Iraq, lost in the sand
This is for the illest emcees that'll never be
And this is for all the soliders that'll come home
I wrote for Momia, stuck in a beast
For people who, march in the streets, and for peace
For hood niggaz, born rugged, never Versace
Eddie Ramierez's George, and my old friend Sashi
Chris from the block, and all my niggaz stuck in a
Paul Wolfowitz, I'll see you in hell
My is to show the world, that the music is real
Go in time and play this shit, for the slaves in the field
And for my children in the future, to breathe
People dying hanging on, waiting to leave
Believe I'm gone, and this album's on a library shelf
be one with god and one with you and everything else

[Immotal talking]
Yeah..
Revolutionary Volume 2 has brought to you
By the type of who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no here
And sometime far away when I recorded this
that history
Isn't the way the corperate controlled media it look like
Read between the lines and your mind
Revolution is the of equality
And the anti-thesis to
But is only built for real motherfuckers
So when I'm gone, don't let nobody I never got along
Try to make songs kissing my ass, recycling my beats or my
The is real over here man
Thank you for listening, and thank you for supporting Hip Hop
The and soul of our culture
Keeping the alive
my people.. goodnight..