Luyện nghe bài hát Angels & Demons

[feat. dead prez & Royale]

"What do you see when you're in the dark and the demons "
"I see you. I see you standing over the grave of another president"

[Hook: Bazaar
I see above me
Demons me
Fighting heaven, heaven, heaven
real

1: stic.man]
America's nightmare; young, black, and just don't a fuck
Run up in the and wet 'em up
Got nothing to but my handcuffs
Every man must choose to lay down or up
It's war time, is fair, no fear
When they say the homie murdered the judge, I care
Fuck 'em, he deserved it, long as the homie get
And get caught for the crime, I encourage it
We rootin' for the in black
out Absolut, salute, niggas is shootin' back
In self defense we the pistol like
Larry Davis or Brian
pig, every public official, the boomerang
Is coming back to get you, you what you sow
The system you created a monster
And now you scared cause coming back to haunt you

x2]

[Verse 2:
we gonna take the blame, I'm a rep my name to get my aim right
Let's have an and after party in the same night
Same height as Huey, same muscle build as
With the circumstances in the hood, you know the outcome
And read it in the news about sergeant and your captain
Don't this as a warning, just another nigga rappin'
the way we organizing, fuck the training and the grapplin'
And fuck Uncle Toms who call police because we smack them
And fuck you sympathizers with your middle reactions
we bangin' on the system, G'd up, fuck the factions
And if you know, the G was for George Jackson
And long live his spirit packin' the Magnum
Watching over the soldiers, knowin' niggas be
When we really need to be disciplined in our ways and
When we get some you niggas can start braggin'
Till then, inside the of my eye, you see the dragon

x2]

[Verse 3: Technique]
I'm like the birth of baby Mohammed, the movement I
Can spar the hardest, the martyr regarded as Spartacus-hearted
It doesn't whose missiles can shoot the farthest
When you're a target in an Afghan Forest
Close quarters combat over elections
is like cancer, it grows an infection
Nepotism is the gold and the connection
And ignorance is the prison the people are kept in
The ain't there for the people's protection
They're just there to protect an
That's why people get arrested, electrocuted,
Connected are infested with those tired of protestin'
Traumatized children grow to guerilla
9/11 generations pale in
And you will a lesson repeated through history
That no what you think, occupation is not victory

[Outro: Technique]
Somalia,
Nigeria,
Iraq, bring it

x2]