Luyện nghe bài hát One [remix]

[Akir:] Yo tech, the last call baby it's good
[Immortal Technique:] Yeah, you know a 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 told me
No one person can do anything, but everyone can do
So we rep, for all the niggaz that ain't here right now
The outro tip, the One Remix, yo

One Enterprises, the artist and the sound
The pen and plays my savior while I'm getting down
for my nieghbors as a favor for holding me down
Slave for my papers as I the way that it pounds
It's underground, but the blatent widely found
Facing the nation complacent radio now
Stop and contemplating the way we paitient
Start motivating and get playin the shit we sayin
Ain't no delayin in this war that we slayed in
Cause times a while we stand adjacent to abrasions
They fouls are than flagrant
And so I see the prisons cages I pound the pavement
for payment saying fuck enslavement
Usin the of old ancients
Announcing my to this music that we making
Ain't no faking on tracks, and we ain't come wack (never!)
Immortal Technique and Akir y'all niggaz us that's a wrap
It's

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

[Immortal
Immortal Technique in the trenches my nigga Akir
Our surived the genocides so we can be here
And now we the aftermath, one in the same
Living the 'till we catch one in the brain
And even then my spirit will in heavenly form
And the chess board clean, of my enemies pawns
The red don communist threat, and gone
So they a war, the goverment can carry on
It makes me wonder if the word of god is in the man
This is for the of Iraq, lost in the sand
is for the illest emcees that'll never be known
And this is for all the soliders that'll never come
I this 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 from the block, and all my niggaz in a cell
Paul Wolfowitz, I'll see you in hell
My destiny is to show the world, that the music is
Go in time and play this shit, for the slaves in the field
And for my children in the future, to breathe
People slowly dying hanging on, to leave
Believe when I'm gone, and this album's on a library
I'll be one god and one with you and everything else

[Immotal talking]
Yeah..
Volume 2 has been brought to you
By the type of motherfuckers who ain't scared of
And if you this album, and I'm no longer here
And sometime far away from when I this
that history
Isn't the way the corperate controlled media it look like
between the lines and free your mind
Revolution is the of equality
And the to oppression
But this is built for real motherfuckers
So when I'm gone, don't let nobody I never got along
Try to make songs kissing my ass, recycling my beats or my
The shit is real here man
you for listening, and thank you for supporting independent Hip Hop
The heart and of our culture
Keeping the alive
my people.. goodnight..