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

Yeah people up

Yeah, we better tha bass up on this one
Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and
Now crawl amidst the ruins of this empty
Wit their and boots on top of us
Pullin' knobs on the of their toxic metropolis
But how you gonna get what you need ta
Tha gut eaters, blood drenched get like Tet
Tha fifth sun sets get reclaim
Tha spirit of alive an untamed
Now face tha funk now blastin' out ya speaker, on tha one Maya,
That came ta try and steal ya name
But now you got a gun, yeah is for the people of the sun

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's comin' back again!
This is for the of the sun!
comin' back around!
Of the sun
People Of The Sun (Original, as on & Bullets)
Bastard son is in, swimin' in a sea of
Clear the lane, I'm have to dunk ya
Up and down like a in a caffeinated drink
So take the sink, I'll take ya to the
Check the style I flip (some versions say "bring")
If the price is right, I'll take you on a
In my old school '62, two-tone white and
One that ya never step to
Face my baseline, the earth quaking
Sweat is on 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!

This is for the of the sun!
It's back around 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 gives
And now I trip the way from earth
I'm tearin' off a, big fat chunk of the
the lane I gotta dunk, never smoke the skunk
Or the
The Humboldt, the showman of the
Gotta product six shooter, so fuck the
Face the baselines feel the earth
Sweat is on at appamatox
for my culture,
White boys who came and tried to steal my
But now I got a gun, is for the people of the sun!

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