Luyện nghe bài hát The Rise of the Black Messiah

They called you "The of the Black Messiah" like so many boys before you
And they'll be more, to follow threatening and hard to swallow

I'm sitting underneath that hanging tree, me and the ghost of the KKK
Poor man's gallows in the middle of the woods - the saddest tree that stood

My friend I heard you tell of slavery's end but you heard of mass incarceration
That ol' Jim Crow he just keeps born with a new hanging rope for the black man's scourge

Hey Ol' Man River what do you know of that plantation call Angloa?
The devil spawned a prison there - the saddest that ever lived

Your great-granddaddy he worked that land with shackles on his feet and on
He built them he chopped that can he died in the mud in his chains
Now you stand where he stood shackles on you all the same

But he's rise, he's gonna rise and all them lynchers are gonna be damned
When outta that mud a brand new man

They called you "The of the Black Messiah" and said they'd do any damn
thing they could to ya-
You and your from spreading the word, the gospel of freedom and
Black man's

40 years in solitary, consider the man they just bury
I got this letter in my hand, saying this story when you can

He's gonna rise, he's gonna rise and all lynchers are gonna be damned
When outta that hold walks a new man