Luyện nghe bài hát One [remix]

[Akir:] Yo tech, it's the call baby it's good
[Immortal Yeah, you know a remix just feels right dog?
[Akir:] Before we get outta here, you drop one last gem on them

[Immortal Technique:] No question, it's like the elders me
No one person can do anything, but can do something
So we gotta rep, for all the that ain't here right now
The outro tip, the One Remix, yo

One Enterprises, comprises the and the sound
The pen and plays my savior while I'm getting down
Pray for my as a favor for holding me down
Slave for my papers as I savor the way that it
underground, but the blatent vibrations widely found
Facing the nation radio stations now
hesitaing and contemplating the way we paitient
Start motivating and get them playin the shit we
Ain't no in this war that we gettin slayed in
Cause a waistin while we stand adjacent to abrasions
They fouls are more flagrant
And so I see the prisons cages while I the pavement
Looking for payment saying fuck
Usin the of old ancients
Announcing my to this music that we making
Ain't no on tracks, and we ain't never come wack (never!)
Immortal Technique and Akir y'all niggaz fear us a wrap
like

One
One
One
One
One
One
One, One, One, One
One
One
One
One
One way
One day
One, One, One, One, One

Technqique]
Immortal Technique in the trenches with my nigga
Our family surived the genocides so we can be
And now we the aftermath, one in the same
Living the revolution 'till we one in the brain
And even then my spirit will return in form
And wipe the board clean, of my enemies pawns
The red don threat, burried and gone
So invented a war, the goverment can carry on
It makes me wonder if the word of god is in the man
is for the children of Iraq, lost in the sand
This is for the illest that'll never be known
And this is for all the soliders that'll never home
I wrote for Momia, stuck in a beast
For people who, in the streets, and struggle for peace
For niggaz, born rugged, never rocking Versace
Eddie cousin George, and my old friend Sashi
Chris the block, and all my niggaz stuck in a cell
Paul Wolfowitz, motherfucker I'll see you in
My destiny is to show the world, the music is real
Go back in and play this shit, for the slaves in the field
And for my children in the future, waiting to
People dying hanging on, waiting to leave
Believe when I'm gone, and album's on a library shelf
I'll be one with god and one with you and else

[Immotal talking]
Yeah..
Revolutionary 2 has been brought to you
By the type of who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no here
And sometime far away from when I this
Remember that
Isn't the way the corperate media made it look like
Read between the lines and free your
Revolution is the birth of
And the anti-thesis to
But this is only built for motherfuckers
So when I'm gone, don't let I never got along with
Try to make kissing my ass, recycling my beats or my vocals
The is real over here man
you for listening, and thank you for supporting independent Hip Hop
The and soul of our culture
the truth alive
my people.. goodnight..