Luyện nghe bài hát Victory! (Come Forward)

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Ours are the cries that life in the concrete

Ours are the that splash genius at God's feet

Ours are the prayers that poetry through drum beats

[ VERSE 1: Ali ]
Step inside the mind of a legendary
Straight
Brother Ali exist to read the scripture, never read
Whoever said this underground hip-hop is dead
Must have on his head
Spent my lifetime
rhymes I remind rappers of everything that scared them as children
They call me show
No opera singer has hit the exact pitch, I my flow out of
Taught by the source of all knowledge
You don't affect me you're forced to draw powers
Respect me as a voice scholars
Who speak to thee, move the sleep from your eye lids
Make your lungs
Get it right, my inner light shadows on the sun, brother
I'm the rubber meets the concrete
It's a cold world, not bring your your own heat
I'm sayin don't sleep
I'm walkin with till the day that I die
And the pens have been and the pages have dried
And a big screen wrote my name in the sky
Politicin with the angels knowin they reply
Got the lungs of a cyclone, of a python
The reason why your favorite MC sleep the lights on
Right on, brother, we def as
Not 'deaf' like (What?) but 'def' (WHAT!)
From the around the planet where my name's spoken
We here to get our brains open and our chains
Watch me walk the planet with the same notion
His adversaries the pain broke him
But we run up in a stadium diagnostics
Two tables and a mic and take a hostage
And the very item on my list of demands
Is that all these freedom fighters liftin they hands

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To my fighters and the graffiti writers
And the people like us - come
And to the carriers speakin Arabic
Ridin on your charriots - forward
To my political prisoners, individual
Who feelin this - come
And to the shakers and the home makers
our own saviors - come forward

[ VERSE 2: Ali ]
Me and my are signed, sealed, delivered, incorporated
brought to your by Rhymesayers
You got to face it, we not
We came for your debasement and left your face
And me, mister Brother Ali is the
Who walkin the streets with the so real
Until I fulfill prophecy there's no real me
I'm the bomb, believe me
Opponents come up and they all beneath me
I know my soldiers me, they call and beep me
I walk the freely with chalk beneath me, boy
We gettin it on
Act hard and I probably make you strip to thong
Dissin your song and feel you mouth to when you yawn
Nibblin on a till the gristle is gone
I stand and sing from Mount Ararat
I am a king, ain't got my kingdom yet
And my anthem ring from the to your set
I'm Hitchcock with my silhouette
Pourin Blood On Beats till the trumpet is
Coffins, I release em when I'm up in the
Fortune the brave and press on is the motto
Cast on the sun with my bravado

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