Luyện nghe bài hát Revolution

What kind of is this?
selling off your soul the profit is
you couldn't this cold and you're coughin, Wiz
I'm trynna take control of my world I've been torn my providence
life?
You puttin things on queens you wouldn't wife
You puttin on things that you couldn't buy
You trynna buy the dream but you couldn't pay the
Now you up your wrist cuz they taught you where to knife
Atomic bombs in rotation for world until its game over like the globes a playstation
Who's nation will rule the population?
If I ruled the diamonds and coal 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 the lies we know we need to recognize

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

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

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

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

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