Luyện nghe bài hát Rise

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

D]
Back one more time, here to put the message in a rhyme
important that you knowin the time
Cause I'm seein the program, know what I and
until we get together we never be up for sure
So I wreck like I'm posessed by X
See the feds want us dead, we too
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 how the West was won
See a show and tell, the way the
the REAL hip-hop so the cops can trail
But know bad move in silence
us all from the pain of a life of violence
They my phone, full grown and knowin
And prone to refute the lies, won't stop until we rise

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

D]
I'm a hard truth soldier to the bone for
Demonstrate and seperate the from strange
Blame killin our children
When the villain's on the record never think for a second the way we live
Wanna on the fleas at MTV
We knots for the cops at BET
Seize the time, rhymin combinin the antidote
for dope Interscope and fake gangster
Cause I can times when records set
a dead brother you mind if you silence it yet
Rest the program, defeat the
on the street they do as we influenced by what we see
And yes it "Weighs a Ton" I say it once
That's why the is down with Paris and KAM
It's all fam, we we live
Better on which side you ride, won't stop until we rise

[Flavor
Y'all don't know, y'all don't know uhh

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

[ad of Chorus to fade]