Luyện nghe bài hát The Martyr

['Elizabeth' intro]
Im content to die for my
So cut off my head and me a Martyr
The people will always it
No. They forget

A man who with God, can walk anywhere
Hence.. I nothing

[Immortal Technique - 1]
The of guerilla war, is not to succeed
Its always been just to make the enemy
Deprivin the soldiers of the peace of mind that need
Bullets are hard to telegraph they bob and they weave
The only way a Guerilla War can be over
Is when the occupation, cant afford soldiers
Until they have to draft the last of you into the
And you refuse you dont see the purpose
The only way to the insurgents that are well-equipped
Is to paint the fighting for freedom as terrorists
Then find a lookin for foreign investments
You stall with power and murder any objections
You stop a revolution from breathin
So to beat em they offer people the illusion of
But when youre dreamin and wake up, tortured for treason
you can see them, hidin behind the God they believe in

Deep in the in the heart of a war
Thats the place a is born (Mothafucka its on)
During the before the start of the dawn
Thats the a Martyr is born (Mothafucka its on)
the gunshots are rainin in the heart of a storm
Thats the a Martyr is born (Mothafucka its on)
Guerilla war when the is gone
the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka its on)

2]
The purpose of life is a with a purpose
So Id rather die for a cause than live a that is worthless
I dont need the or the day of national observance
I need you to for you and stop being a servant
only move a square in the game that theyre used in
And realise it too late, like the of Huey Newton
Or Lumumba and Salvador Allende
Slaughter by the hungry branches of their own gente
Ghandi wasnt killed by nationals
He was by a Hindu radical
And Che Guevara, to a U.S. continent
Was sold to the C.I.A. by communists
Yitzhak Rabin murdered by a Zionist
And Anwar Sadat a victim of the violence?
Malcolm X was as a threat to the F.B.I.
But to blast em they used Muslims the N.O.I.
Even the 35th of the Republic
Was by factions of his own government
So now that its proven, a soldier of Revolution
Or head of an empire, disguised in a
Can not escape the retribution or
Of the self-appointed rulers of the planets
So Imma need every to put your hands up
Cause you can only get em off your back when you up!

Deep in the in the heart of a war
Thats the place a is born (Mothafucka its on)
During the night the start of the dawn
Thats the place a is born (Mothafucka its on)
When the gunshots are rainin in the of a storm
Thats the place a is born (Mothafucka its on)
Guerilla war when the army is
Thats the place a Martyr is (Mothafucka its on)