Luyện nghe bài hát The Revolution

I'm seein' in the alley and blood in the valley
From the shores of all the way to Compton Cali
I'm callin' rally to the homies in the light
a real close look at what it look like

A young in the ghetto raised up on whit
The first thing told him was don't take no shit
Playin' tag with bag, bullets and bloody rag
And did you put the dodge on the toe

Whoever the man today, might not be the man
'Cuz life is full of hardships, pimpslaps and
You believe in something but whatever you do
Make sure what you believe is and true

Fuck the an' alibiez an' come to realize
My vision won't assault of wasted on blind lil'
Like AT&T, you gotta make a
Or get pushed to the side a lil' ol' bitch

When the revolution come, I'ma be up
With my on the trigga of a Mossburgh Pump
When the come, I'ma be right there
With my nine in my and braids in my hair

I've been and hoopin' yeah, lootin' an' shootin'
I'm some recruitin' to bring mo' troops in
Niggaz don't be doin' what 'posed to do
They betta post on the with the busta crew

Playin' games, I used to play in '79
With the same bullshit an' the ol' lie
If you want some respect, ya be individual
On the nuts 'cuz he rollin' in the '64

Yo favorite line is all a y'all
But one day there's gonna be a call
That's why I'm rollin' deep in the motherfuckin'
Always on a peep an' my don't fall asleep

So pull your outa your pocket an' put it in the middle
This ain't no roosta ass George nigga on a fiddle, huh
to ashes, dust to dust, in my mothafuckin' self I trust

When the revolution come, be up front
With my finga on the trigga of a Pump
When the revolution come, be right there
With my nine in my hand and braids in my

Way back in the days, we used to 'em in the street
But now when niggaz get they wanna go an' get their heat
Everybody know that you know how to
But tell me do you how to let a live?

I gotta that maybe one day
Niggaz can't fight walk away
I'm talkin' fist to cuff them pistols up an'
Shoot 'em from the shoulders to show you can hold your

I sing the song of the fight of the man in America
In a state of hysteria, no longa will I the second rate
I plan to set the record straight b'fore I

It's the one, two punch to the throat
There's a hole in ya boat, bitch, that's all she
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in my self I trust

When the revolution come, I'ma be up
my finga on the trigga of a Mossburgh Pump
When the revolution come, I'ma be right
my nine in my hand and braids in my hair

When the revolution come, be straight loc
Goin' out in a cloud of smoke
The revolution come, the revolution