Luyện nghe bài hát Rise

[Flavor
Yeah that's Chuck man, that's what you gotta do
You got to tell 'em JUST THAT, you know what I'm sayin?
yo, man let me tell you a little somethin man
All these brothers around here for that crack-a-lack-a-lack
You dig what I'm Yo man, all they wanna do is get what you got
But when you ain't got nuttin, then wanna cut you off
So what you gotta do, you gotta play 'em distance
You know what I'm sayin? I mean distance
They think we shorts, show 'em this is Cold Medina man
C'mon, it!

D]
Back one more time, here to put the in a rough rhyme
It's important that you the time
Cause I'm the program, know what I know and
we get together we will never be up for sure
So I wreck like I'm posessed by X
See the want us dead, we too complex
I speak the truth, comin from me to you
We movin as a unit so you we refuse to lose
I got my eyes on the lies from
I'm a survivor, I know how the was won
See a show and tell, the way the
the REAL hip-hop so the cops can trail
But know bad boys move in
Save us all the pain of a life of violence
They my phone, full grown and knowin
And still prone to refute the lies, won't stop until we

[Chorus: Chuck D + samples]
up! "C'mon, ah-c'mon"
Rise... rise up! "One time"
We rise... up! "C'mon, ah-c'mon"
Rise... rise up! "To the y'all"

D]
I'm a hard truth to the bone for change
and seperate the fact from strange
Blame companies our children
When the villain's on the record never think for a second that's the way we
squeeze on the fleas at MTV
We quiz knots for the at BET
the time, always rhymin combinin the antidote
for dope Interscope and fake gangster
Cause I can recollect when records set
Collect a dead brother you if you silence it yet
the program, defeat the beastie
Cause on the street they do as we by what we see
And yes it "Weighs a Ton" I say it again
That's why the Enemy is down Paris and KAM
all fam, we collide we live
Better on which side you ride, won't stop until we rise

[Flavor
don't know, y'all don't know uhh [x4]

D]
I know the power of fame, never playin no games
Never croonin is provin, that we for change
Never simpin but they my people, for the dollars
So I holla back it keep us EVIL 'til them devils are collared
And like I said on, I say it once again
know the plan to keep us ignorant
Brother to brother, ain't no other can
Or erase my case, we marry words BASS
Just wicked rhyme that I'm rappin on
got my back if the clappin come
Pass on the work, sure the words are known
Keep 'em nervous, make 'em understand we servin
Keep it goin strong, nevertheless, the enemy
And never back down, you can it to press
'Less the mic the art dart told you before
We for the prize emphasis the fight, now and rise

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