Luyện nghe bài hát The 6th Sense

The revolution not be televised
The is here
Yeah, it's Sense, with DJ Premier
We gonna help y'all see
It's real music, from the soul, y'all
Yeah, it, yo

The perseverence of a rebel I drop heavier
It's unseen or heard, a king with
Can't knock the hustle, but I've street dreams deferred
spots in my mind where the scene occured
Some say I'm too deep, I'm in too to sleep
Through me, Muhammed will speak
Greet brothers with handshakes in landscapes
a man is determined by how much a man make
Cop Cognacs and spit old raps with cats
with cigarettes in their ear, they appear
the Fubu is a guru, that's untapped
Want to be in the rap race but ran one lap
Ran so far the streets that you can't come back
You with nowhere to unpack, forgot that

Chorus: (Scratched by DJ Premier variations):

"This is rap for real, you feel"
"And you know, yes you know"
"Rap for the people"
"Heeeeyyyy, heeeeeyyyy"

In front of two-inch glass and I order fries
Inspiration I write, I see my daughter's eyes
I'm the truth, the table from corporate lies
Immortilized by the realness I to it
If had a movie I'd be theme music
My music, you either fight, fuck, or to it
My is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it
Through my shell, knew what the divine would bring to it
I'd be lying if I I didn't want millions
More money saved, I wanna save children
with alcoholism and afrocentricity
A complex man off of simplicity
Reality is me
industry will make you lose intensity
The Sense in me remembers the basement
I'm Morpheus in this Matrix, exposing fake shit

Somedays I take the L to gel with the world
Got on at 87th, stopped by this girl
She recited raps, I where they was from
In 'em, she was saying how she made cum
I start thinking, how many souls has affected
How dead folks this art resurrected
How nations this culture connected
Who am I to one's perspective?
Though some of that shit y'all pop it, I ain't relating
If I don't it, I don't like it, that don't mean that I'm hating
I want to innovate and stimulate minds
Travel the world and the times
Escape rhythms in search of peace and wisdom
Raps are smoke signals the streets know I'm with 'em
For now I appreciate this moment in
Ball and actors be knowing my rhymes, it's like

til fade