Luyện nghe bài hát Sign of the Times

Intro: American chants]

1: Immortal Technique]
Imagine the of God without religious groupies
Imagine a savior born in a Mexican
Persecuted single in a modern manger
You'd him again like a fucking stranger
Tears of the are worth more than diamonds or rubies
Imagine being locked up since
changing your life and still going out like Tookie
Imagine niggas talking shit when they never me
Imagine a movie that depicted the pain in your
them kids in Afghanistan chasing a kite
For most of the that's what it's like
if the woman you suppose to love for the rest of your life
Is set to marry someone else at the end of the
They say you fight the greatest jihad in your and your mind
And fight the hardest when you start behind
So I the impossible all the time
Fuck a Masonic designAmericas future is
Repeat that to yourself cause if a crime
Them numbers tatted on arm aren't too far behind
They can only conquer you they've murdered your mind
So rise up motherfucker the sign of the times
I feel my weakening but my spirit is fine
to go to war with devils at the drop of a dime
And fight with my army until the stars are aligned

[Verse 2: Immortal
Nostradamus was a man's prophet
Who predicated European logic
the pilgrims and Conquistador columns
Killed more innocent people Hitler and Stalin
I guess the skipped an antichrist or two
Brother, give this to the OG's life with you
And pray for the with the Pope psychology
So the Vatican will an apology
For destroying the liberation theology
Snatching the spirit of Jesus from people in
Business decisions like keeping people in
But had the opposite effect: religion
That type of crooked politics imposed on a
Is obvious if you the Northwoods documents
Forget the for what I recorded
And for revolution instead of always dying for it
a bullet can never stop me
My legions are led by the Haile Selassie, watch me
Even if I'm shot in the I will 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 from the shores of Gaza
And call Quetzalcoatl over La Raza
This is my message to the older
I'll sacrifice you all to the like the Romanovs
Lost in the desert like the of Israel
The blood clot system tried to me like sickle-cell
But I and I'm alive to fight another day
Cocooned in a coma, I can still hear my mother
crying 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...