Luyện nghe bài hát The Revolution

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

A young nigga in the raised up on whit
The thing momma told him was don't take no shit
Playin' tag with body bag, 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, and sorrow
You believe in something but whatever you do
Make sure you believe is real and true

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

the revolution come, I'ma be up front
With my on the trigga of a Mossburgh Pump
the revolution 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 doin' some to bring mo' troops in
Niggaz don't be doin' they 'posed to do
They betta post on the corna the busta crew

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

Yo line is fuck all a y'all
But one day gonna be a final call
That's why I'm deep in the motherfuckin' Jeep
Always on a peep an' my crew fall asleep

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

When the come, I'ma be up front
With my finga on the of a Mossburgh Pump
When the revolution come, I'ma be right
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 beat they wanna go an' get heat
Everybody know that you know how to
But tell me do you how to let a nigga

I gotta dream maybe one day
Niggaz can't fight then walk
I'm talkin' fist to with them pistols up an'
Shoot 'em from the to show them you can hold your

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

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

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

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