Luyện nghe bài hát One [remix]

[Akir:] Yo tech, it's the last call it's good
[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, like the elders told me
No one person can do anything, but can do something
So we gotta rep, for all the niggaz that ain't here now
The outro tip, the One Remix, yo

One Enterprises, the artist and the sound
The pen and plays my savior while I'm getting down
Pray for my nieghbors as a favor for 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 radio now
hesitaing and contemplating the way we paitient
Start motivating and get them the shit we sayin
Ain't no delayin in this war that we slayed in
times a waistin while we stand adjacent to abrasions
They fouls are than flagrant
And so I see the prisons while I pound the pavement
Looking for payment fuck enslavement
Usin the tools of old
Announcing my engagment to this that we making
Ain't no faking on tracks, and we ain't never come (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

[Immortal
Immortal Technique in the trenches with my Akir
Our family surived the genocides so we can be
And now we the aftermath, one in the same
Living the revolution we catch one in the brain
And even then my spirit will return in form
And wipe the board clean, of my enemies pawns
The red don threat, burried and gone
So they a war, the goverment can carry on
It makes me wonder if the word of god is in the man
This is for the children of Iraq, lost in the
This is for the illest emcees that'll be known
And this is for all the soliders that'll come home
I this for Momia, stuck in a beast
For who, march in the streets, and struggle for peace
For niggaz, born rugged, never rocking Versace
Eddie Ramierez's cousin George, and my old Sashi
Chris from the block, and all my niggaz in a cell
Wolfowitz, motherfucker 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
slowly dying hanging on, waiting to leave
Believe when I'm gone, and this on a library shelf
I'll be one god and one with you and everything else

[Immotal talking]
Yeah..
Revolutionary 2 has been brought to you
By the of motherfuckers who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no longer
And far away from when I recorded this
Remember that
Isn't the way the corperate controlled media made it look
Read the lines and free your mind
is the birth of equality
And the anti-thesis to
But is only built for real motherfuckers
So when I'm gone, don't let nobody I got along with
Try to make songs kissing my ass, recycling my beats or my
The shit is real here man
you for listening, and thank you for supporting independent Hip Hop
The heart and soul of our
Keeping the alive
my people.. goodnight..