Luyện nghe bài hát Sign of the Times

Intro: Native chants]

1: Immortal Technique]
Imagine the Word of God without groupies
a savior born in a Mexican hooptie
Persecuted mother in a modern manger
You'd crucify him again a fucking stranger
Tears of the are worth more than diamonds or rubies
being locked up since juvie
Imagine changing your and still going out like Tookie
Imagine niggas shit when they never knew me
a movie that depicted the pain in your life
Like them kids in chasing a kite
For most of the world that's what it's
Imagine if the you suppose to love for the rest of your life
Is set to marry else at the end of the night
They say you fight the greatest jihad in your heart and mind
And fight the when you start from behind
So I the impossible all the time
Fuck a Masonic designAmericas is mine
Repeat that to yourself cause if culture's a
Them numbers tatted on your arm aren't too far
can only conquer you after they've murdered your mind
So rise up motherfucker the sign of the times
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]
Nostradamus was a white prophet
Who predicated European supremacist
the pilgrims and Conquistador columns
Killed innocent people than Hitler and Stalin
I guess the fortune-tellers skipped an or two
Brother, give this to the doing life with you
And pray for the problems the Pope psychology
So the Vatican will an apology
For destroying the people's theology
Snatching the of Jesus from people in poverty
Business decisions like keeping people in
But had the opposite effect: religion
That type of crooked imposed on a populous
Is if you read the Northwoods documents
Forget the compliments for I recorded
And for revolution instead of always dying for it
Remember a bullet can stop me
My legions are led by the spirit Selassie, watch me
Even if I'm shot in the chakra I prosper
Doppler effect music out a helicopter
the Persians, "Dig up Zoroaster"
And tell them I back as the son of the Ahura Mazda
Fish out the Philistine Dagon the shores of Gaza
And call Quetzalcoatl over La Raza
This is my message to the gods
I'll sacrifice you all to the Revolution like the
Lost in the like the Hebrews of Israel
The blood clot system tried to kill me like
But I and I'm alive to fight another day
Cocooned in a coma, I can still hear my pray
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...