Luyện nghe bài hát The Birth (broken Hearts)

Yeah, you
yo, this right here
Is called Knowledge of
When you that to yourself, you know yourself
You understand, yo, it's gonna get your eye opened
You can see for what they are, and not what they appear to be
Wanna kick the knowledge and pass this to you?
Yo, there go the God right there, yo Peace, Knowledge
Peace God (Peace up Bobby?)
Yo, yo don't call me Bobby no more, man (What I call you?)
My name is Rakeem (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 my Birth (no one there!)
I've had no one to care (worried all I yeah!)

They say wisdom, is the wise spoken
By a attemptin' to open
The graves, of these dead slaves
Who've been on a cross, for decades
And centuries, for the liberty
But nothin', but misery
And hard times, and things of that
By the devil in a caper
Little Boy Peep, has his sheep
But I found 'em, in a long sleep
Nine thousand miles from home
Livin' the life of a modern-day
We the people, to be equal
But the men who that, they was evil
owners, who did not include us
They just used us, and us
they trick you, then mentally kill you
And use technologies, to you
This whole plan was a scam
See that's why they called it, the Six Million Man
Six is the limitation of the
In the Million square miles of land that he
Put you in a three suit, give you loot
Chemicals in your head to you look cute
use you as a fool to deceive your own people
And fillin' my children with pins and needles
But I'll out the pins you inserted
And I'll all my mothers that you murdered
And brutalized, by this modern of slavery
To the truth it takes bravery
And no man could stop my
Because I what I speak and I speak what I know

Yo, as a life can be slowed down 20 frames per
Seen through
The inner light inside my mind's expands the prism
A man of wisdom, and the glorious
Sight sight we stand up as Divine Warriors
Who smite with the mighty hand of God
Yield the sword, swings the holy rod
Then bathe in the pond of Nirvana, escape the realm of
Allow the true grace of God to 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, the righteous hammer
And anvil, to the of Man-drill
Ignite to the speed of cause time to stand still
Rewrite the of Egypt, who made the Holy Bible
Or Koran, how ago, who made the Holy Title?
Of I Lord And Master, who control the vital
Parts of your heart, who wrote the wise
Ruler Zig-Zag-Zig Allah,
Still like the jigsaw