Luyện nghe bài hát Revolution

[Society's
We was raised in these on pork and poison meat
Now i recognize the beast and bare the mark of the teeth
Puff on the leaf and bust on the police
While yall playas are fakin bacon we the whole beef.
I put it plain, i stimulate the left and right brain
by cell and frame by frame.
Names, dates, are all inmaterial. i big sick ryhme killer like cereal. i
Burn like venerial, and spit that imperial wizardry that right through
The curcitry.
Choake team for their cream but that's as far as we go
Drop shit like and smash your little ego.
I get visions like and coleco,
Give me 2000 live
One show no seaquel.
Aint no in the flesh
I through more evil than men do.
Nasty off the head and the pen too!

[Chuck's
Now im
Easy to on tracks like this
The more change
The more remain the same
games them vidiots
Playin on the of insane
Must be a rink
Lost in their
In of plain jane
I think man they think a be pretty in pink
Now in these new
Some of cats dont know how to act
All criminal acts aint got nuttin to do wit rap
One hand cuffuffed behind backs in black
Quiet riot ,yall cant one hand clap
Revolution is more than what you and what you see
The reintroduction
Of society to
Together we got 100 of sobriety
clones
Who be flippin like new be surprisin me
out
They just to be in the house
So im a call
I aint no church

[Griff's
I rap
a 16 and half of that
Then eat some mix after that
My niggerish black like licorice
While wack rappers get rich off jibberish
The hoods for deliverance"g"
I'm just a hood figure to deliverance
L y should get the "sy"
I'm thinkng me and pe should have it on
Society's the
He get's love than tennis
On the road to
Cause expensive
Finance whips. clips spend our chips
In the ghetto rebelz with some fine azz tits.
No no campaign no ice on my wrist
While dipp'n on fedz sipp'n on crys
Out of my mind wine on my lips
aint signed the master mind
The mine. hey!!!!

Back in dome where the rebelz rome
The greatest weapon in the of the oppressor is the mind of the oppressed

Public the 7th octave we out