Luyện nghe bài hát Revolution

What kind of life is
selling off soul where the profit is
you couldn't kick this and you're coughin, Wiz
I'm trynna take control of my world I've been from 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 slicin up your cuz they taught you where to knife
Atomic in rotation for world domination until its game over like the globes a playstation
Who's holy will rule the population?
If I ruled the world and coal wouldn't control the whole of the spectrum
I'd burst the rectum cuz I smell the bullshit peace and love we resurrect 'em
And through the lies we know we need to

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

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

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

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

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