Luyện nghe bài hát Wake Up

on!
Ugh!

Come on, ya try to discredit
Ya never edit
The needle, thread it
Radically
Standin' with the fury that had in '66
And E-Double I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's
Hoover, he was a remover
give ya a dose
But it'll never close
To the rage up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the land of

Movements come and go
Leaders speak, movements
When heads are flown
Cause all punks
Got bullets in heads
of police, the judges, the feds
Networks at work, keepin' people
You know they went King
When he spoke out on
He turned the to the have-nots
And then the shot

Yeah!
Yeah, in this
Wit' poetry, my mind I
Flip like Wilson, never lackin' dat finesse
Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to ya up
To shake ya up, to break the up
blood still flows in the gutter
I'm takin' photos
Mad boy kicks open the
Set the
Then and move like I was Cassius
Rep the step
Then bomb a upon the fascists
Yea, the several men
Who pulled on the dream
And put it to an end
Ya better
Of retribution mind war
20/20 visions and murals with
at work, keepin' people calm
Ya they murdered X
And to blame it on Islam
He the power to the have-nots
And then the shot

Ugh!
What was the on his head?
What was the on his head!

I I heard a shot
I I heard a shot
I think I a shot
I think I a shot
I I heard a shot
I think I heard, I think I a shot

He may be a contender for this position should he
his supposed obedience to white liberal doctrine
Of non-violence and black nationalism'
counter-intelligence it should be possible to
Pinpoint trouble-makers and neutralize them,
Neutralize them, them'

up! Wake up! Wake up! Wake up!
Wake up! up! Wake up! Wake up!

How long? Not long, cause what you reap is you sow