Luyện nghe bài hát Victory! (Come Forward)

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Ours are the cries that breathe life in the

Ours are the that splash genius at God's feet

Ours are the prayers weave poetry through drum beats

[ 1: Brother Ali ]
Step the mind of a soon-to-be legendary
Straight
Brother Ali exist to read the scripture, it's read
Whoever said this underground hip-hop is dead
Must have fallen on his
Spent my buildin
Writin rhymes I remind rappers of everything scared them as children
call me show stopper
No opera singer has hit the pitch, I spit my flow out of
Taught directly by the of all knowledge
You don't me till you're forced to draw powers
Respect me as a voice scholars
Who speak deep to thee, move the from your eye lids
Make your lungs
Get it right, my inner light cast on the sun, brother
I'm where the rubber meets the
It's a cold world, not sayin bring your own heat
I'm just don't sleep
I'm walkin with Allah the day that I die
And the pens have been lifted and the pages dried
And a big screen wrote my name in the sky
Politicin with the knowin they would reply
Got the lungs of a cyclone, of a python
The reason why your MC sleep with the lights on
on, brother, we def as fuck
Not 'deaf' like (What?) but 'def' (WHAT!)
From the depths around the planet where my spoken
We here to get our brains open and our broken
me walk around the planet with the same notion
His adversaries the pain broke him
But we run up in a with diagnostics
Two tables and a mic and take a crowd
And the very first item on my list of
Is that all freedom fighters start liftin they hands

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To my freedom fighters and the writers
And the people like us - come
And to the torch carriers speakin
Ridin on your charriots - come
To my political prisoners, listeners
Who this - come forward
And to the bone shakers and the home
Raisin our own saviors - come

[ 2: Brother Ali ]
Me and my people are signed, sealed, delivered,
brought to your by Rhymesayers
You got to it, we not complacent
We came for your debasement and left face bent
And me, Brother Ali is the stomp-down-beat-kicker
Who walkin the streets with the so philosophy
Until I fulfill prophecy there's no stoppin me
I'm the bomb, believe me
Opponents come up missin and they all me
I my soldiers need me, they call and beep me
I walk the streets freely chalk beneath me, boy
We stays it on
Act hard and I make you strip to your thong
Dissin song and feel you mouth to fist when you yawn
Nibblin on a rapper till the gristle is
I stand and sing from atop Ararat
I am a king, just ain't got my yet
And my anthem ring from the Congo to set
I'm Hitchcock with my silhouette
Pourin Blood On Beats till the is blown
Coffins, I release em when I'm up in the
Fortune favors the and press on is the motto
shadows on the sun with my bravado

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