Luyện nghe bài hát The Martyr

['Elizabeth' Movie
Im to die for my beliefs
So cut off my head and me a Martyr
The people will remember it
No. They will

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

Technique - Verse 1]
The point of guerilla war, is not to
Its always been just to make the bleed
Deprivin the soldiers of the peace of mind that need
Bullets are hard to when they bob and they weave
The only way a War can ever 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 people fighting for freedom as
Then find a faction lookin for investments
You stall them power and murder any objections
You cant stop a revolution breathin
So to beat em they offer people the illusion of
But when youre done and wake up, tortured for treason
Then you can see them, 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 night before the start of the
the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka its on)
When the gunshots are in the heart of a storm
Thats the place a is born (Mothafucka its on)
Guerilla war when the army is
the place a Martyr is born (Mothafucka its on)

2]
The of life is a life with a purpose
So Id rather die for a cause than live a that is worthless
I need the circus or the day of national observance
I need you to think for you and being a servant
Pawns only move a in the game that theyre used in
And it too late, like the shootin of Huey Newton
Or Patrice Lumumba and Salvador
by the power hungry branches of their own gente
Ghandi wasnt killed by nationals
He was assassinated by a Hindu
And Che Guevara, rebel to a U.S.
Was sold to the C.I.A. by Bolivian
Wasnt Yitzhak Rabin by a Zionist
And Anwar Sadat a victim of the same
Malcolm X was as a threat to the F.B.I.
But to blast em they used from the N.O.I.
the 35th President of the Republic
Was murdered by factions of his own
So now its proven, that 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 corporations
So Imma need every generation to put hands up
Cause you can get em off your back when you stand up!

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