Luyện nghe bài hát One [remix]

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

[Immortal Technique:] No question, it's like the elders me
No one can do anything, but everyone can do something
So we gotta rep, for all the that ain't here right now
[Akir:] The tip, the One Remix, yo

One Enterprises, the artist and the sound
The pen and plays my savior while I'm getting down
Pray for my nieghbors as a favor for me down
Slave for my as I savor the way that it pounds
It's underground, but the blatent vibrations widely
Facing the nation complacent stations now
Stop hesitaing and the way we paitient
Start motivating and get them the shit we sayin
Ain't no delayin in this war that we slayed in
Cause times a waistin while we stand to abrasions
They are more than flagrant
And so I see the prisons cages while I pound the
Looking for payment fuck enslavement
the tools of old ancients
Announcing my engagment to this music that we
Ain't no faking on tracks, and we ain't never come (never!)
Immortal Technique and Akir y'all fear us that's a wrap
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 Technique in the trenches with my Akir
Our surived the genocides so we can be here
And now we enterprise the aftermath, one in the
Living the revolution 'till we catch one in the
And then my spirit will return in heavenly form
And the chess board clean, of my enemies pawns
The red don communist threat, burried and
So they a war, the goverment can carry on
It me wonder if the word of god is lost in the man
is for the children of Iraq, lost in the sand
This is for the illest emcees that'll be known
And this is for all the soliders that'll come home
I this for Momia, stuck in a beast
For people who, in the streets, and struggle for peace
For hood niggaz, rugged, never rocking Versace
Eddie Ramierez's cousin George, and my old Sashi
Chris the block, and all my niggaz stuck in a cell
Paul Wolfowitz, I'll see you in hell
My destiny is to show the world, the music is real
Go back in time and play this shit, for the slaves in the
And for my children in the future, waiting to
People dying hanging on, waiting to leave
Believe when I'm gone, and this on a library shelf
be one with god and one with you and everything else

[Immotal talking]
Yeah..
Revolutionary 2 has been brought to you
By the of motherfuckers 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
Remember that
Isn't the way the corperate controlled made it look like
Read between the lines and your mind
is the birth of equality
And the anti-thesis to
But this is only built for motherfuckers
So when I'm gone, let nobody I never got along with
Try to make songs kissing my ass, recycling my beats or my
The is real over here man
Thank you for listening, and you for supporting independent Hip Hop
The heart and soul of our
Keeping the truth
my people.. goodnight..