Luyện nghe bài hát The Revolution

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

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

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

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

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

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

Playin' games, I to play back in '79
With the same an' the same ol' lie
If you want some respect, ya won't be
On the nigga nuts he rollin' in the '64

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

So pull your money outa your pocket an' put it in the
This no roosta ass Chicken George nigga on a fiddle, huh
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in my mothafuckin' self I

When the come, I'ma be up front
With my 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

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

I dream that maybe one day
Niggaz can't then walk away
I'm talkin' fist to cuff with 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 I accept the second rate
I plan to set the record b'fore I disobey

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

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

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