Luyện nghe bài hát The Prediction

[Rich
happenin brothers and sisters?
Welcome to our

[Jessica Care
Afro-Angels hide my in tangles
Black Star Spangled, fragile like hematite with the East I write
In the lack of sunlight, got my battle boots tight
Now the government's gone, can't tell your left from your right
We the assassins while the New World's collapsin
Mother Earth's ribs crashed in, armored I'm blastin
As the Earth now womb swells
The of Black Magic, savin my people force of habit
You can't find if you ain't had it
Spiritually blackness and hair-twisted ghetto embargo lifted
Power-shiftin comb-fistin I Goddesses you runnin after witches
I kiss my stitches
all my baby girl wishes
I all the oceans turn dry
Not one baby will cry as you attempt to grow broccoli from the desert
We take our pregnant bodies, drink from underground rivers
Wash your face between our
While recreating humanity, we summon yem and yaw
for our fertility, ban all pink and yellow pills
Ban all and yellow pills
I predict killing fields of armpatch anti-Hatch
Hate will be bombed
Childbirth becomes
Always will be branded and barred
All paper money is
Though few scholars can interpret our
sky has holes
We the young is old
Nastradamus us how the story gets told