Luyện nghe bài hát Revolution

What of life is this?
off your soul where the profit is
you couldn't kick cold and you're coughin, Wiz
I'm trynna take control of my world been torn from my providence
life?
You puttin on queens that you wouldn't wife
You puttin bling on things that you buy
You trynna buy the dream but you couldn't pay the
Now you slicin up your wrist cuz taught you where to knife
Atomic bombs in rotation for world domination until its game over the globes a playstation
holy nation will rule the population?
If I ruled the world diamonds and wouldn't control the whole of the spectrum
I'd burst through the rectum cuz I smell the bullshit peace and love we 'em
And through the we know we need to recognize

The revolution not be televised
The will not be televised
The revolution not be televised

Is there a head of state for the human race cuz the hell we face on earth since my birth is a better place
and the for greed is so basic
I the need for love means more greatness
This lifes a beautiful struggle I blessed
from the ghetto and the circle of death
Before we change the world, we affect the globe
And make it known we want a place our children can roam
Maybe we ill advised
We were taught to stack chips for these nights
we were taught to get rich until our
believe the lies and maybe 9 to 5 slavery guys
so maybe i was ill
until I open my eyes I felt a vibe of a spiritual
I wanna leave the better than when I arrived

The will not be televised
The revolution will not be
The will not be televised

I thought it was all for the people, the feeble, who wants to be the leader of those just going for and evil
Christ, me
I started out
A savage running just to stagger from the 5-0
A lesson from my grams go wherever I go
Reading a bible cuz you're gon need it in idol
Thing is when I lay down I a bit a ligo
started out reciting scriptures out the bible say
we kings and eating chicken wings
while the is thickening from the very beginning im witnessing
Im trynna find an answer in the journal
if the kids are feeling ill its because world is sickening
fight for what you want but die for what you
and watch my grieve while we're dropping to our knees
from the bottom, from the very core, from the dirt
from the dirt on the shelves at these hand stores
the
I make art mama not war
don't wanna break hearts we just wanna bleed
fuck this material exterior
it won't determine my coolness
my soul and you could never rule this
my god in the strength where my root is
until we organize you know you to recognize

The revolution will not be
The revolution not be televised
The revolution not be televised
The revolution not be televised