Luyện nghe bài hát The 6th Sense

The revolution not be televised
The revolution is
Yeah, it's Common Sense, with DJ
We gonna y'all see clear
It's real hip-hop music, from the soul,
Yeah, it, yo

The perseverence of a rebel I drop levels
It's unseen or heard, a king with
Can't knock the hustle, but I've seen dreams deferred
spots in my mind where the scene occured
Some say I'm too deep, I'm in too deep to
Through me, Muhammed will speak
Greet brothers with handshakes in ghetto
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
Under the Fubu is a guru, that's
to be in the rap race 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 fries
when I write, I see my daughter's eyes
I'm the truth, across the table from lies
Immortilized by the realness I to it
If revolution had a movie I'd be theme
My music, you fight, fuck, or dream to it
My is one big rhyme, I try to scheme through it
Through my shell, never knew what the divine bring to it
I'd be lying if I said I didn't millions
than money saved, I wanna save children
Dealing alcoholism and afrocentricity
A complex man off of simplicity
is frisking me
This industry will make you intensity
The Sense in me remembers the basement
I'm Morpheus in this Matrix, exposing fake shit

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

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