Luyện nghe bài hát The Revolution

I'm seein' bodiez in the alley and in the valley
From the shores of all the way to Compton Cali
I'm callin' rally to the homies in the street
Take a real close at what it look like

A nigga in the ghetto raised up on whit
The thing momma told him was don't take no shit
Playin' tag body bag, bullets and bloody rag
And did you put the on the toe tag?

Whoever the man today, not be the man tomorrow
'Cuz life is full of hardships, pimpslaps and
You believe in something but whatever you do
Make sure what you believe is and true

the liez an' alibiez an' come to realize
My vision won't assault of wasted on blind eyes
Like AT&T, you gotta make a
Or get pushed to the like a lil' ol' bitch

the revolution come, I'ma be up front
With my finga on the of a Mossburgh Pump
the revolution come, I'ma be right there
With my nine in my hand and braids in my

I've been hollerin' and yeah, lootin' an' shootin'
I'm doin' some recruitin' to mo' troops in
don't be doin' what they 'posed to do
They betta on the corna with the busta crew

Playin' games, I used to back in '79
With the same bullshit an' the ol' lie
If you want respect, ya won't be individual
On the nigga 'cuz he rollin' in the '64

Yo line is fuck all a y'all
But one day there's gonna be a final
That's why I'm rollin' deep in the Jeep
on a peep an' my crew don't fall asleep

So pull your money outa your an' put it in the middle
This ain't no ass Chicken George nigga on a fiddle, huh
Ashes to ashes, dust to dust, in my self I trust

the revolution come, I'ma be up front
With my finga on the trigga of a Mossburgh
When the revolution come, I'ma be there
my nine in my hand and braids in my hair

Way back in the days, we to sling 'em in the street
But now when niggaz get beat they wanna go an' get their
Everybody know that you know how to
But me do you how to let a nigga live?

I gotta that maybe one day
Niggaz can't fight then away
I'm talkin' fist to cuff with them up an'
Shoot 'em from the shoulders to them you can hold your

I sing the song of the fight of the man in America
In a state of hysteria, no longa will I accept the rate
I to set the record straight b'fore I disobey

the one, two combination punch to the throat
There's a hole in ya boat, bitch, that's all she
to ashes, dust to dust, in my mothafuckin' self I trust

When the revolution come, be up front
With my on the trigga of a Mossburgh Pump
When the come, I'ma be right there
With my in my hand and braids in my hair

When the revolution come, be straight loc
Goin' out in a of pistol smoke
The come, the revolution come