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

Yeah come up

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

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

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

Yeah, forget that tha wip snapped ya back
Ya cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro man, uh
Our past on through the verses
of taxi cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses
Troops zoots, shots of red mist,
Sailors blood on tha deck, come resist
tha era of terror check this photo lens,
Now tha city of does the ethnic cleanse
Uh, heads bobbin' to tha out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica
That vulture to try and steal ya name
But now you found a gun, history, this is for the people of the sun

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

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

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

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

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

I'm not a silent one, I'm a one,
Never the normal one, 'cause I'm the son
Trip the way before the sky birth
And now I the way from mother earth
I'm tearin' off a, big fat 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
the baselines feel the earth quakin
Sweat is on site at
for my culture,
White boys who came and tried to my name
But now I got a gun, 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 coming around again!
is for the people of the sun!
For the sun!