Luyện nghe bài hát The Birth (broken Hearts)

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

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

Yo, as a life can be slowed down 20 per second
Seen Panavision
The inner light inside my mind's shines expands the
A man of wisdom, and the glorious
Sight beyond sight we stand up as Divine
Who with the mighty right hand of God
Yield the holy sword, the holy rod
Then bathe in the pond of Nirvana, escape the realm of
Allow the true of God to shine through my persona
And build the reconstructional terms that's
As we destroy the negative germs that's
Productively, sincerely, we uphold the righteous
With the gold touch of Midas, mold the hammer
And anvil, to the of Man-drill
Ignite to the speed of light cause time to stand
Rewrite the script of Egypt, who made the Bible
Or Koran, how long ago, who made the Title?
Of I Self Lord And Master, who the vital
Parts of your heart, who the wise recitals?
Ruler Allah, Arm-Leg-Leg-Arm-Head
Still puzzled the jigsaw