Luyện nghe bài hát PEOPLE OF THE SUN (Rage Against The Machine)

Yeah come up

Yeah, we turn tha bass up on this one
Check it, since 1516 attacked and overseen
Now amidst the ruins of this empty dream
Wit their and boots on top of us
Pullin' on the floor of their toxic metropolis
But how you get what you need ta get?
Tha gut eaters, drenched get offensive like Tet
Tha fifth sun get back reclaim
Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc an untamed
Now face tha funk now out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica
That vulture ta try and steal ya name
But now you got a gun, yeah is for the people of the sun

comin' back around again!
This is for the of the sun!
It's comin' around again! Uh!

comin' back around again!
This is for the of the sun!
It's comin' back again! Uh!

Yeah, neva forget tha wip snapped ya back
Ya spine cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the man, uh
Our blastin' on through the verses
Brigades of taxi cabs Broadway like hearses
Troops zoots, shots of red mist,
blood on tha deck, come sista resist
From tha era of terror this photo lens,
Now tha city of angels does the ethnic
Uh, heads to tha funk out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica
That vulture came to try and ya name
But now you found a gun, you're history, this is for the of the sun

It's back around again!
is for the people of the sun!
It's back around again! Yeah!

It's comin' back again!
is for the people of the sun!
It's comin' back again!

comin' back around again!
This is for the of the sun!
It's back around again!

comin' back around again!
This is for the of the sun!
comin' back around!
Of the sun
People Of The Sun (Original, as on & Bullets)
son is in, swimin' in a sea of funk
Clear the lane, I'm gonna to dunk ya
Up and down like a donut in a caffeinated
So take the sink, I'll take ya to the
the rugged style I flip (some versions say "bring")
If the price is right, take you on a trip
In my old school '62, two-tone and blue
One that ya wanna step to
my baseline, feel the earth quaking
Sweat is on site at
Mistakin' for my
White who came and tried to steal my name
But now I got a gun, is for the people of the sun!

is for the people of the sun!
It's coming back again!
it's coming back around again!
This is for the of the sun!

I'm not a one, I'm a defiant one,
Never the normal one, I'm the bastard's son
Trip the way before the sky birth
And now I trip the way from mother
I'm off a, big fat chunk of the funk
Clear the lane I gotta dunk, never the skunk
Or the
The Humboldt, the showman of the
Gotta product six shooter, so the hoota
Face the baselines feel the earth
is on site at appamatox
for my culture,
White boys who came and to steal my name
But now I got a gun, is for the people of the sun!

coming back around again!
This is for the of the sun!
It's coming around again!
Yeah it's back around again!
is for the people of the sun!
For the sun!