Luyện nghe bài hát Sign of the Times

Intro: Native chants]

1: Immortal Technique]
Imagine the of God without religious groupies
Imagine a savior born in a hooptie
Persecuted single in a modern manger
You'd him again like a fucking stranger
Tears of the anger are worth more than or rubies
Imagine being locked up since
Imagine changing your life and still going out Tookie
Imagine niggas talking shit when they never me
Imagine a movie that depicted the in your life
Like them kids in Afghanistan chasing a
For most of the world what it's like
Imagine if the woman you suppose to for the rest of your life
Is set to someone else at the end of the night
say you fight the greatest jihad in your heart and your mind
And fight the hardest when you start from
So I dreamed the all the time
a Masonic designAmericas future is mine
Repeat that to cause if culture's a crime
Them numbers tatted on your arm too far behind
can only conquer you after they've murdered your mind
So rise up motherfucker like the sign of the
I feel my body but my spirit is fine
Ready to go to war with devils at the drop of a
And with my rebel army until the stars are aligned

[Verse 2: Technique]
was a white man's prophet
Who European supremacist logic
Because the and Conquistador columns
more innocent people than Hitler and Stalin
I guess the fortune-tellers an antichrist or two
Brother, this to the OG's doing life with you
And for the problems with the Pope psychology
So the Vatican will an apology
For destroying the liberation theology
Snatching the spirit of from people in poverty
Business decisions keeping people in prisons
But had the effect: incarcerating religion
That type of crooked politics imposed on a
Is obvious if you read the documents
Forget the for what I recorded
And live for revolution of always dying for it
a bullet can never stop me
My legions are led by the spirit Selassie, watch me
Even if I'm in the chakra I will prosper
Doppler effect bumping music out a
the Persians, "Dig up Zoroaster"
And tell them I came back as the son of the Ahura
Fish out the Dagon from the shores of Gaza
And call Quetzalcoatl flying over La
This is my to the older gods
I'll sacrifice you all to the Revolution the Romanovs
Lost in the desert like the Hebrews of
The blood clot system tried to kill me like
But I survived and I'm alive to fight day
in a coma, I can still hear my mother pray
Sister out to god, "Please let my brother stay!"
Walking towards the light but pulling me the other way

Cornel West]
Immortal
Rise up young
It is not time to die...