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 they had in '66
And like I'm mad
Still knee-deep in the system's
Hoover, he was a remover
I'll give ya a
But it'll never close
To the rage up inside of me
Fist in the air, in the of hypocrisy

come and movements go
Leaders speak, cease
When their are flown
Cause all these
Got in their heads
Departments of police, the judges, the
at work, keepin' people calm
You know they after King
he spoke out on Vietnam
He the power to the have-nots
And then the shot

Yeah!
Yeah, back in
Wit' poetry, my mind I
Flip like Wilson, vocals lackin' dat finesse
Whadda I got to, whadda I got to do to ya up
To shake ya up, to the structure up
Cause blood still in the gutter
I'm like takin'
Mad boy kicks open the
Set the
Then stick and move I was Cassius
Rep the step
bomb a left upon the fascists
Yea, the several men
Who schemes on the dream
And put it to an end
Ya better
Of retribution with war
20/20 visions and murals with
at work, keepin' people calm
Ya know they X
And tried to it on Islam
He turned the power to the
And then the shot

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

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

He may be a real contender for this should he
Abandon his supposed obedience to liberal doctrine
Of non-violence and black nationalism'
Through it should be possible to
potential trouble-makers and neutralize them,
Neutralize them, them'

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

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