Luyện nghe bài hát Revolution

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

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

Is there a head of state for the race cuz the hell we face heaven on earth since my birth is a better place
and the for greed is so basic
I think the need for love means more
lifes a beautiful struggle I feel blessed
Risin from the and the circle of death
Before we change the world, we must affect the
And make it known we want a where our children can roam
we were ill advised
We were taught to stack chips for nighty nights
we were taught to get rich our demise
believe the and maybe 9 to 5 isn't slavery guys
so i was ill advised
until I open my eyes I felt a vibe of a time
I wanna leave the world better than when I

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

I thought it was all for the people, the feeble, who to be the leader of those just going for harm and evil
Christ, me
I out tribal
A savage running rampant just to stagger the 5-0
A lesson my grams they go wherever I go
Reading take a bible cuz you're gon it in idol
is when I lay down I feel a bit a ligo
started out reciting out the bible that say
we kings and queens eating chicken
while the plot is thickening from the beginning im witnessing
Im trynna find an in the journal scribbling
if the kids are feeling ill its this world is sickening
fight for you want but die for what you need
and watch my grieve while we're dropping to our knees
from the bottom, from the very core, from the poor
from the dirt on the shelves at these hand stores
the
I make art mama not war
don't wanna hearts we just wanna bleed homes
fuck this exterior bullshit
it won't my interior coolness
my closed 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 not be televised
The revolution not be televised
The revolution not be televised
The will not be televised