Luyện nghe bài hát Wake Up (correct Version)

on!
Ugh!

Come on, although ya try to
Ya still edit
The needle, thread it
poetic
Standin' with the fury that had in '66
And E-Double I'm mad
knee-deep in the system's shit
Hoover, he was a body
I'll give ya a
But it'll never close
To the rage built up of me
Fist in the air, in the of hypocrisy

come and movements go
Leaders speak, movements
When their heads are
Cause all these
Got bullets in their
of police, the judges, the feds
Networks at work, people calm
You know they after King
When he spoke out on
He turned the to the have-nots
And then came the

Yeah!
Yeah, in this
Wit' poetry, my mind I
Flip like Wilson, vocals never lackin' dat
Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to ya up
To shake ya up, to break the up
Cause still flows in the gutter
I'm like photos
Mad boy kicks open the
Set the
stick and move like I was Cassius
Rep the step
Then bomb a upon the fascists
Yea, the several men
Who pulled schemes on the
And put it to an end
Ya beware
Of with mind war
20/20 and murals with metaphors
Networks at work, keepin' people
Ya know murdered X
And tried to blame it on
He the power to the have-nots
And then came the

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

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

He may be a real contender for this position he
his supposed obedience to white liberal doctrine
Of and embrace black nationalism'
Through it should be possible to
Pinpoint trouble-makers and neutralize them,
them, neutralize them'

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

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