Luyện nghe bài hát The 6th Sense

The revolution will not be
The is here
Yeah, it's Common Sense, DJ Premier
We gonna help y'all see
It's real hip-hop music, the soul, y'all
Yeah, it, yo

The of a rebel I drop heavier levels
It's unseen or heard, a with words
Can't knock the hustle, but I've seen dreams deferred
Dark spots in my mind where the occured
Some say I'm too deep, I'm in too deep to
Through me, Muhammed will forever
Greet brothers with in ghetto landscapes
a man is determined by how much a man make
Cop Cognacs and old raps with young cats
cigarettes in their ear, niggerish they appear
Under the is a guru, that's untapped
Want to be in the rap but ain't ran one lap
Ran so far from the streets that you can't back
You tripping nowhere to unpack, forgot that

(Scratched by DJ Premier with 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 Arabs I order
Inspiration when I write, I see my eyes
I'm the truth, across the table corporate lies
Immortilized by the realness I to it
If revolution had a movie I'd be theme
My music, you either fight, fuck, or to it
My is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it
Through my shell, never knew the divine would bring to it
I'd be if I said I didn't want millions
More than saved, I wanna save children
with alcoholism and afrocentricity
A complex man off of simplicity
Reality is me
This industry will make you lose
The Common Sense in me the basement
I'm Morpheus in this hip-hop Matrix, exposing fake

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

til fade