Luyện nghe bài hát Beat Street

Beat Breakdown, Raah!
Hip Hop!

Street
The of the beat
You see him rocking beat from across the street
And Huh Huh!
Beat is a lesson too, because you can't let the Streets beat you!

Well a picture can a thousand words to describe all the beauty of life you give
And if the world was yours to do over, I know paint a better place to live
Where the colours would and the boys and girls can grow in peace and harmony
And where murals stand on walls so grand as far as the eyes are to see, Ha!
I never knew art til I saw your and there'll never be one to take your place
each and every time you touch the spray paint can
Michelangelo's controls your hand
Then serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the rainbow fills your
Crescendo of colours hang in tune, Man why oh why d'ya to die so soon?
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, the good die young it's all thy must
'Cause as life live, death must die and the tear shall fall from the living eye, Huh!
The teardrops fall for the state of mind of the beautiful lady that you behind
In love and alone, but now you're dead, and she can't get you out of her head, Huh!
More fall for all you've done, trying to be a good father to your only son
But now gonna make sure that he's fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead?
me who's gonna dream the impossible dream of the beautiful cities in the islands genes?
When your works of art brought into being all that the ghetto stopped you from
Bums on the sidewalk, garbage in the streets, abandoned buildings, of concrete
The ladies on the corner are selling bodies, and everybody wants a part in that party
I'm hanging out tough, rocking late at night, running in the town of the neon light
You play some ball or stand in the hall Huh!
You gotta make something outta at all
I'm in the classroom learning the rules and it says you can't do graffiti in school
They can't be wrong in the hallowed hall, so my notebook turned into a wall
The heart of a lion and the courage of three, and the of a man much wiser than me
You're the of the brother who won't come back
Who in my arms on the railroad track
'Cause I'm in the rat race, looking for my own space
gotta be a better place for you and me
pie in the sky, and an eye for an eye
Some people gotta die just to be
You search for justice and do you find?
You just us on the unemployment line
You find us sweating from dawn to dusk
There's no justice, there's Huh, us, Ha!
Still life urban masterpiece, your trademark was on trains and walls
A dollar gift only God released, and yet you got killed for nothing at all
So after this there'll be no more hard times, no bad times and no more pain
No more chump change, none of that
Just movies, museums and the of fame
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let's take it to the top we belong
'Cause the age of the Beat Street is here
let's sing along, now c'mon, say 'Ho!' ('Ho!'), Say 'Ho!' ('Ho!')
And to let me know I'm the microphone everybody say 'Ramo!' ('Ramo!')
'Ramo!' ('Ramo!')
Raah!

A newspaper burns in the sand, and the headlines say 'Man Man!'
Extra! Extra! Read all the bad news on the war for peace that everybody would
The rise and fall, the last great empire, the of the whole world caught on fire
The ruthless struggle, the desperate
The game that the whole world in shambles
The cheats, the lies, the
And the foolish attempt to conquer the
Lost in space, and what is it worth,
The president forgot about Earth
Spending multi billions, and maybe trillions
The cost of weapons ran zillions
gold in the street, and diamonds under feet
And the children in Africa don't eat
on their faces, they're living like mice
And the houses even make the look nice, Huh!
The water funny, it's forever too sunny
And they work all and don't make no money
A fight for power, a shower
And people shout out in the hour
Of sights unseen and unheard
And finally the bomb the last word
killed Muslims, and Germans killed Jews
And everybody's are used and abused, Huh!
Minds are poisoned and are polluted
Superiority is deep rooted
and lice's, and people got prices
Egomaniacs control the
Nothing is and nothing is pure
So the revelation of is our cure
Hitler and Caesar, and Reagan
Napoleon, Castro, Mussolini and
Khan and the Shah of Iran
Mixed the blood of the weaker man
The peoples in terror, the made the error
And now they can't even look in the
'Cause we gotta while things get rougher
And the reason why we got to get tougher
To from the past and work for the future
And don't be a slave to no
'Cause the Children of Man the land
And the future of the world is in your
So just throw hands in the air
And wave 'em like you just don't
And if you believe that the future
it out and say 'Oh yeah!' ('Oh yeah!')
'Oh yeah!' ('Oh yeah!')
Raah!

Beat Street
Raah!
Hip Hop!