Luyện nghe bài hát One [remix]

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

[Immortal Technique:] No question, like the elders told me
No one person can do anything, but can do something
So we gotta rep, for all the niggaz that here right now
The outro tip, the One Remix, yo

One Enterprises, comprises the artist and the
The pen and paper plays my savior I'm getting down
Pray for my nieghbors as a for holding me down
Slave for my as I savor the way that it pounds
It's underground, but the vibrations widely found
the nation complacent radio stations now
Stop hesitaing and contemplating the way we
Start motivating and get them playin the we sayin
Ain't no delayin in this war that we gettin in
times a waistin while we stand adjacent to abrasions
They fouls are more than
And so I see the cages while I pound the pavement
Looking for payment saying enslavement
Usin the of old ancients
Announcing my engagment to this music we making
no faking on tracks, and we ain't never come wack (never!)
Immortal Technique and Akir y'all niggaz fear us that's a
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 in the trenches with my nigga Akir
Our family the genocides so we can be here
And now we the aftermath, one in the same
Living the revolution 'till we catch one in the
And even then my spirit will in heavenly form
And wipe the chess clean, of my enemies pawns
The red don communist threat, and gone
So invented a war, the goverment can carry on
It makes me wonder if the word of god is in the man
This is for the children of Iraq, lost in the
is for the illest emcees that'll never be known
And this is for all the soliders that'll never come
I wrote this for Momia, stuck in a
For who, march in the streets, and struggle for peace
For hood niggaz, born rugged, rocking Versace
Eddie Ramierez's cousin George, and my old Sashi
Chris from the block, and all my niggaz stuck in a
Paul Wolfowitz, motherfucker see you in hell
My destiny is to show the world, that the music is
Go back in and play this shit, for the slaves in the field
And for my in the future, waiting to breathe
People slowly dying on, waiting to leave
Believe when I'm gone, and this on a library shelf
I'll be one god and one with you and everything else

[Immotal talking]
Yeah..
Revolutionary Volume 2 has been to you
By the type of who ain't scared of shit
And if you playing this album, and I'm no here
And far away from when I recorded this
that history
Isn't the way the controlled media made it look like
Read between the lines and free mind
Revolution is the of equality
And the anti-thesis to
But is only built for real motherfuckers
So I'm gone, don't let nobody I never got along with
Try to make songs kissing my ass, recycling my or my vocals
The is real over here man
Thank you for listening, and thank you for supporting Hip Hop
The and soul of our culture
Keeping the truth
my people.. goodnight..