Luyện nghe bài hát The Birth (broken Hearts)

Yeah, you
'Cause yo, this right
Is called Knowledge of
When you apply to yourself, you know yourself
You understand, yo, it's gonna get your third eye
You can see things for they are, and not what they appear to be
Wanna kick the knowledge and this information to you?
Yo, go the God right there, yo Peace, Born Knowledge
God (Peace what up Bobby?)
Yo, yo don't call me Bobby no more, man (What I call you?)
My name is Prince (Today's Mathematics?)
I see Today's Mathematics is being
Let me explain to you way, God, the way I see it
Chorus female singer
Ever since my (no one there!)
I've had no one to (worried all I know yeah!)

say wisdom, is the wise words spoken
By a brother to open
The graves, of these mentally slaves
Who've lost on a cross, for decades
And centuries, for the liberty
But receive nothin', but
And times, and things of that nature
By the in a genocide caper
Boy Peep, has lost his sheep
But I found 'em, in a deep sleep
Nine thousand miles away from
Livin' the life of a modern-day
We the people, supposed to be
But the men who wrote that, was evil
Slave owners, who did not us
just used us, and abused us
First trick you, then mentally kill you
And use technologies, to you
whole plan was a perfect scam
See that's why they it, the Six Million Dollar Man
Six is the of the Devil
In the Million square of land that he settles
Put you in a three piece suit, you loot
Chemicals in head to make you look cute
They use you as a fool to deceive your own
And fillin' my head with pins and needles
But I'll out the pins you inserted
And I'll avenge all my that you murdered
And brutalized, by this modern of slavery
To speak the truth it takes
And no man stop my flow
Because I know what I speak and I speak I know

Yo, as a life can be slowed 20 frames per second
Seen through
The inner light inside my mind's shines expands the
A man of wisdom, victorious and the
Sight beyond we stand up as Divine Warriors
Who smite with the mighty right of God
the holy sword, swings the holy rod
Then bathe in the pond of Nirvana, the realm of Karma
Allow the true of God to shine through my persona
And build the terms that's constructive
As we the negative germs that's destructive
Productively, sincerely, we uphold the banner
With the gold touch of Midas, mold the hammer
And anvil, to the of Man-drill
to the speed of light cause time to stand still
Rewrite the script of Egypt, who made the Bible
Or Koran, how ago, who made the Holy Title?
Of I Lord And Master, who control the vital
Parts of your heart, who the wise recitals?
Zig-Zag-Zig Allah, Arm-Leg-Leg-Arm-Head
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