Luyện nghe bài hát Beat Street

Beat Breakdown, Raah!
Hip Hop!

Beat
The of the beat
You see him that beat from across the street
And Huh Huh!
Beat Street is a lesson too, because you can't let the 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 you'd 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 face and there'll never be one to take place
each and every time you touch the spray paint can
Michelangelo's soul controls your
serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the rainbow fills your head
Crescendo of hang in tune, Man why oh why d'ya have to die so soon?
to ashes and dust to dust, where the good die young it's all thy must
'Cause as life must live, death must die and the tear fall from the living eye, Huh!
The teardrops fall for the state of mind of the beautiful that you left behind
In and alone, but now you're dead, and she still can't get you out of her head, Huh!
More tears fall for all you've done, trying to be a father to your only son
But now who's gonna make sure that he's fed, put a shirt on his and a roof overhead?
Tell me who's gonna 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 seeing
Bums on the sidewalk, garbage in the streets, abandoned buildings, bricks of
The ladies on the corner are selling bodies, and everybody wants a part in that party
I'm hanging out tough, late at night, running wild in the town of the neon light
You either some ball or stand in the hall Huh!
You gotta make something nothing at all
I'm sitting in the classroom learning the rules and it says you can't do graffiti in
They can't be in the hallowed hall, so my notebook turned into a brick wall
The heart of a lion and the courage of three, and the mind of a man 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
There's gotta be a better for you and me
pie in the sky, and an eye for an eye
Some people gotta die to be free
You for justice and what do you find?
You just us on the unemployment line
You just us sweating from dawn to dusk
no justice, there's Huh, just us, Ha!
Still life urban masterpiece, trademark was written on trains and walls
A million dollar gift only God released, and yet you got for nothing at all
So after this there'll be no more hard times, no more bad times and no pain
No more chump change, none of bull
Just movies, museums and the of fame
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let's it to the top where we belong
'Cause the age of the Beat Street wave is
Everybody 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 say 'Man destroys Man!'
Extra! Extra! Read all the bad news on the war for that everybody would lose
The rise and fall, the last great empire, the sound of the whole caught on fire
The struggle, the desperate gamble
The that left the whole world in shambles
The cheats, the lies, the
And the attempt to conquer the skies
Lost in space, and what is it worth,
The president just forgot about
Spending multi billions, and maybe trillions
The cost of ran into zillions
There's gold in the street, and diamonds feet
And the in Africa don't even eat
on their faces, they're living like mice
And the houses even make the ghetto nice, Huh!
The water funny, it's forever too sunny
And they all month and don't make no money
A fight for power, a nuclear
And shout out in the darkest hour
Of sights unseen and unheard
And finally the bomb the last word
Christians Muslims, and Germans killed Jews
And bodies are used and abused, Huh!
Minds are and souls are polluted
complex is deep rooted
Leeches and lice's, and got prices
control the self-righteous
Nothing is and nothing is pure
So the revelation of death is our
and Caesar, Custer and Reagan
Napoleon, Castro, and Begin
Ghengis Khan and the Shah of
Mixed with the blood of the man
The peoples in terror, the leaders made the
And now they can't look in the mirror
'Cause we suffer while things get rougher
And that's the why we got to get tougher
To learn from the past and for the future
And be a slave to no computer
'Cause the of Man inherits the land
And the future of the is in your hands
So just throw hands in the air
And wave 'em like you don't care
And if you believe you're the future
it out and say 'Oh yeah!' ('Oh yeah!')
'Oh yeah!' ('Oh yeah!')
Raah!

Beat Street
Raah!
Hip Hop!