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

Yeah come up

Yeah, we better tha bass up on this one
Check it, since 1516 minds attacked and
Now crawl amidst the ruins of empty dream
Wit borders and boots on top of us
knobs on the floor of their toxic metropolis
But how you gonna get what you ta get?
Tha gut eaters, blood get offensive like Tet
Tha sun sets get back reclaim
Tha spirit of Cuahtemoc an untamed
Now face tha funk now out ya speaker, on tha one Maya, Mexica
That vulture came ta try and ya name
But now you got a gun, this is for the people of the sun

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

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

Yeah, neva forget that tha wip snapped ya
Ya cracked for tobacco, oh I'm the Marlboro man, uh
Our past on through the verses
Brigades of cabs rollin' Broadway like hearses
strippin' zoots, shots of red mist,
Sailors blood on tha deck, come resist
tha era of terror check this photo lens,
Now tha city of angels does the ethnic
Uh, bobbin' 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, is for the people of the sun

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

It's back around 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, swimin' in a sea of
the lane, I'm gonna have to dunk ya
Up and like a donut in a caffeinated drink
So take the sink, take ya to the brink
Check the rugged style I (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 wanna to
Face my baseline, the earth quaking
Sweat is on at appamatox
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!

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 mother earth
I'm off a, big fat chunk of the funk
Clear the lane I dunk, never smoke the skunk
Or the
The Humboldt, the showman of the
Gotta six shooter, so fuck the hoota
Face the baselines 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!

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