Luyện nghe bài hát Rise 'n' Shine

And yes y'all, the sounds that you
Is gonna be so rare, you have no
three live brothers are here
We got KRS one from Boogie Productions

Special shout to
We got my man Chuck D in the house from Public
And I am Kool Moe Dee, so are you

Are you ready, to
As I rhyme on time you'll
as diamond, knowledge shinin'
It's that time and it's all in the

400 years blood, sweat and
The rain is over, and the sun is
Yeah, bright and clear, countdown to the
No fear 'cause I'm in

Holdin' my mic the staff of Ra
Bringin' true light after
Brothers are live, but still
almost morn and it's time to mourn

See the light like a of dawn
The comatosed and the are reborn
Reurgitatin' the we're fed
'Cause this time is dawn of the dead

Ain't that
(Yeah, funky)
Ain't that
(Yeah, funky)
that funky?
(Yeah, funky)
Rise and

that funky?
(Yeah, funky)
that funky?
(Yeah, funky)
that funky?
(Yeah, funky)
Get up

I rise and shine the sun on the one
We dance together, we
A up call to wake up all
up tall, get up and get up, y'all

Clap hands in jubilation, meditation
Recreation, procreation of the
If you seek, find
Born two times, but one of a kind

Learn your past, find your
The truth is infinite, like
Countdown to the year
The thought is arousin'

we see our way with the third eye
Rise the sun and think with a bird's eye
View, as I watch our
When the higher conscious it's just

The microphone is my scepter
When I speak on I'm tryin' to connect us
To what's left us up
dressed up, got us reffed up

You see instead of into
You see what you want to, instead of you been through
You can the rhyme I say
it, hand it, see em three ways

Combine the rhyme to anyone of
For some still the light won't
You can take a shot in the dark, but missin'
You aim with one eye, you just don't

'Cause see, in the dark you need all
Your eyes are when you hear what you see
The senses are all correlated
The and seventh is how you elevate it

Ring ding, ding, ding, ding, ding,
This a KRS a different something
What, come in a dance and we down for sing
a KRS me say come

'Nuff slave come from Africa
Full of Africans, sold in
Now you want me to call American
Even though America di African

it, white man is European
And man is African
White man never say
So why the black man say Afro-American?

If the black man is American with a
Then the man is American with a long nose
It be long nose American for the white man
Jump around and move bottom, what

Make no mistake, we don't or stutter
So heed the of the brothers
Who a boy into a man
It's the job of man

Who his role as a father
He bothers to his son his soul
And pass it on, to never
Cause papa raise no punks

Got to it know and to pass it down
Yeah, like a job for the brother man now
Got to help a for me
one teach one, if you can't find one

Talk to the little
And see they'll listen
To few missin'
Peace, to and shine