Luyện nghe bài hát Revolutionary Generation

I get down to what it is and if it funky
(See ya)
askin' me what's goin' on with my mind
(Huh)
Wait a

just a matter of race 'cause a black male's in their face
Step for the new jack swing on the platter scatter, huh
We got our own thing, just jam to let the run
Day to day, America eats it's young and our women

There is a gap so we all can swim in drown in an' get it
(Uh, get down)
Got it on wit it, sister, soul sister, we goin' be all right
(Hey)

It takes a man to a stand, understand it takes
A to make a stronger man
(As we get strong)
They'll call me a crazy while I'm singin' a song

Oh, my God, oh, my Lord, I hold back
But I get on a track, it's an eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth
about me, just set my sister free
R E S P E C T my sisters, not my
('Cause we'll be together)
And the suckers say, this generation
(Damn)

They don't know we got goin' is, to turn it all around
(Sound)
To my sisters I communicate the bass and tone
Through and the microphone
I'm tired of America dissin' my sisters
(For example, like dissed Tawana)

And they try to say she's a liar, my people believe it
But even now getting higher of the feeling inspiration
We must that in this nation, every single generation
(They us how to dis our sisters)

Strange as you say, I say
Need for change on revolution
The great book just see solution

God chooses who and what for the
There's no justice for none of my sisters
Just us the ones that's been missin' her
Now we got to protect, we get and damn this generation

I said so, to what it is, where it is? She a lil' respect
There it is, I say she needs a
Brother from a like me has gotta
Give it up, it now and pass it all around to my soul
(Sister)

disrespected mama and treated her like dirt
America her, reshaped her, raped her
Nope, it made the paper, beat us, mated us
Made us attack our in black

So, I said B, don't be one
Not to head the warning crack of
Or is it the dawn of Stop the talk they say
But we talk and say right or wrong
Some say we wasting time singin' a

But why is it that we're many different
Black privacy invaded years and years
You cannot count my tears
It's not the but the future's, what she fears
we be strong, the next generation
It's what not who we are

The fingers pointed to us in our
The blind state of needs correction
Word to the mother we connection
To be a man you no election

generation generates a new attitude
Sister to you we not be rude
So, we come and make 'em all say
Damn this