Luyện nghe bài hát Sign of the Times

Intro: Native chants]

1: Immortal Technique]
Imagine the Word of God without religious
Imagine a savior in a Mexican hooptie
Persecuted single in a modern manger
You'd crucify him again a fucking stranger
Tears of the anger are worth more than diamonds or
Imagine being up since juvie
changing your life and still going out like Tookie
Imagine talking shit when they never knew me
Imagine a movie that depicted the pain in life
them kids in Afghanistan chasing a kite
For most of the world that's what it's
Imagine if the woman you to love for the rest of your life
Is set to marry someone at the end of the night
They say you fight the greatest jihad in heart and your mind
And the hardest when you start from behind
So I dreamed the impossible all the
Fuck a designAmericas future is mine
Repeat that to cause if culture's a crime
Them tatted on your arm aren't too far behind
They can only you after they've murdered your mind
So rise up motherfucker like the sign of the
I my body weakening but my spirit is fine
Ready to go to war with devils at the of a dime
And fight with my rebel army until the are aligned

[Verse 2: Immortal
Nostradamus was a man's prophet
Who European supremacist logic
Because the and Conquistador columns
Killed more innocent people than and Stalin
I the fortune-tellers skipped an antichrist or two
Brother, give to the OG's doing life with you
And pray for the problems the Pope psychology
So the Vatican will offer an
For destroying the people's theology
the spirit of Jesus from people in poverty
Business decisions like people in prisons
But had the opposite effect: incarcerating
type of crooked politics imposed on a populous
Is obvious if you read the documents
Forget the compliments for what I
And live for instead of always dying for it
Remember a bullet can never me
My are led by the spirit Haile Selassie, watch me
Even if I'm shot in the I will prosper
Doppler bumping music out a helicopter
the Persians, "Dig up Zoroaster"
And them I came back as the son of the Ahura Mazda
Fish out the Philistine Dagon from the of Gaza
And call Quetzalcoatl over La Raza
This is my to the older gods
I'll sacrifice you all to the Revolution the Romanovs
Lost in the like the Hebrews of Israel
The blood clot tried to kill me like sickle-cell
But I survived and I'm alive to fight day
Cocooned in a coma, I can still hear my mother
Sister out to god, "Please let my brother stay!"
Walking towards the light but something's me the other way

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