Luyện nghe bài hát Riot

[Intro: Jean]
Yo Serj, pass me that
Yeah... yeah, yeah!

[Serj] Flowers, smiling the battlefield!

One: Wyclef Jean]
The break is over man, I'm back the ink pen
Like Ali bomaye okay I'm on my second
Used to roll dice when the was on my side man
Four-five-six, walked away a grand man
Seen many blocks turn to the Twilight
D.A. on the case like Sherlock
My old high sweetheart started sniffin a bone
For the right bag she deep throat, than a baritone
I caught you off guard, this verse is unexpected, it
Like when I rhymed on Big Pun's record, it
I got a swagger that cut any rapper over matter
Lyrical dagger like alcohol I'm bad for liver
Quiver, shiver body temperature get found in Hudson
Deliver a to your miss you won't be comin over
And if you on the tonight, see that ReFugee logo
We beam around the world like

[Chorus One: Wyclef
It's them hip-hop boys, turn your radio
the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down
It's them reggae boys, turn your radio
Neighbors mind your
It's a riot again! The world is getting
So we again! Main journey's the unconscious
It's a riot again! The world is getting
And so we again! Main journey's the unconscious

[Verse Two: (Wyclef)]
Come with me~!
I got the on the block with me
Come chill on the spoooooot me
And just laugh in
you're right, we got enough for everyone
So get all your friends and families and come along
Move to the that's all we do we got Jerusalem
we offer praises like King Solomon
Ain't hurt ye, don't be nervous
I'm your guardian angel, you purpose
And if I look at you low, if I make it
Believe me, I leave you, you how to make it
(Hung up high, in the M-I)
(Double-S-I, S-S-I)
(P-P-I, tie)
(Wanna see me die so the heavens cry)

[Chorus Two: Jean]
It's them hip-hop boys, turn your down
It's the rock 'n boys, turn your radio down
It's them reggae boys, turn radio down
mind your business
a riot! Riot! Riot! Riot!
From the train to the plane, check
From the bridge to the tunnel, security
It's a riot again! The world is nervous
So we travel again! Main the unconscious
a riot again! The world is getting nervous
And so we again! Main journey's the unconscious

[Verse Three: Jean]
I was down in Texas; drivin
Police me, axe me for my license (oh yeah)
Registration so I him some Elvis
He let me go, then I lit off the
I if things don't change, we headed for the Arma-ged-deon
And the great with seven head, ten horns, at the Arma-ged-deon
to the choir children

[Verse Four: Serj
The matterings of all
Masters and their batters
Internet for investments for the natural world
Their divestments; is knowledge
Although bi-polar if attainment is equitable
Man's mirrors the flesh but hide the spirit
in worlds; vision can only be attained universally
Lamps of varied and shapes carrying different shades
All having the to illuminate
Let's ruminate on realization the means is the end
The Earth's water is the stream-of-consciousness
The dead being as flowers smiling through the battlefields

Jean (Serj)]
It's them hip-hop boys, turn radio down
the rock 'n roll boys, turn your radio down
(Flowers, smiling the battlefield!)

[repeat to 21 before the end]
It's a riot again! The world is getting
So we travel again! Main journey's the
It's a riot again! The is getting nervous
And so we again! Main journey's the unconscious