Luyện nghe bài hát Rise

[Flavor
Yeah that's right Chuck man, what you gotta do
You got to 'em JUST LIKE THAT, you know what I'm sayin?
Cause yo, man let me tell you a somethin man
All these around here fiendin for that crack-a-lack-a-lack
You dig what I'm Yo man, all they wanna do is get what you got
But when you ain't got nuttin, then they cut you off
So what you gotta do, you gotta play 'em long
You know what I'm sayin? I long distance
They think we takin shorts, 'em this is Cold Medina man
C'mon, it!

D]
Back one more time, to put the message in a rough rhyme
It's important you knowin the time
Cause I'm seein the program, what I know and
until we get together we will never be up for
So I like I'm posessed by Malcolm X
See the feds us dead, we too complex
I always speak the truth, from me to you
We movin as a unit so you we refuse to lose
I got my eyes on the lies Washington
I'm a survivor, I know how the was won
See a and tell, the way the CoIntel
undermind the REAL hip-hop so the cops can
But bad boys move in silence
Save us all from the pain of a of violence
They tappin my phone, grown and knowin
And still to refute the lies, won't stop until we rise

[Chorus: D + various samples]
up! "C'mon, ah-c'mon"
Rise... rise up! "One time"
We rise... up! "C'mon, ah-c'mon"
Rise... up! "To the beat y'all"

D]
I'm a hard truth soldier to the bone for
Demonstrate and the fact from strange
Blame companies killin our
When the villain's on the record never think for a second that's the way we
squeeze on the fleas at MTV
We quiz knots for the at BET
Seize the time, always combinin the antidote
for dope Interscope and fake gangster
Cause I can recollect when records set
Collect a brother you mind if you silence it yet
Rest the program, the beastie
Cause on the street they do as we by what we see
And yes it "Weighs a Ton" I say it once
That's why the Enemy is down with and KAM
It's all fam, we collide we
Better decide on which side you ride, won't stop until we

[Flavor
Y'all don't know, don't know uhh [x4]

D]
I know the power of fame, ain't playin no games
Never croonin is provin, that we ready for
Never simpin but they my people, for the dollars
So I holla back it keep us EVIL 'til them devils are collared
And like I it's on, I say it once again
know the plan to keep us ignorant
Brother to brother, ain't no can smother
Or erase my case, we marry with BASS
Just wicked rhyme that I'm rappin on
S1's got my if the clappin come
on the work, makin sure the words are known
Keep 'em nervous, make 'em we servin foes
Keep it goin strong, nevertheless, the enemy
And never down, you can take it to press
'Less the mic like the art dart you before
We for the prize emphasis the fight, now c'mon and

[ad libs of to fade]