Luyện nghe bài hát Beat Street

Beat Breakdown, Raah!
Hip Hop!

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

Well a picture can express a thousand words to describe all the of life you give
And if the world was yours to do over, I know you'd paint a place to live
Where the colours would swirl and the boys and can grow in peace and harmony
And where murals stand on walls so as far as the eyes are able to see, Ha!
I never knew art til I saw your face and there'll be one to take your place
each and every time you touch the spray paint can
Michelangelo's soul your hand
Then serenades of blue and red and the beauty of the fills your head
Crescendo of colours hang in tune, Man why oh why have to die so soon?
Ashes to ashes and dust to dust, where the good die young all thy must
'Cause as life must live, must die and the tear shall fall from the living eye, Huh!
The teardrops fall for the state of mind of the lady that you left behind
In love and alone, but now dead, and she still can't get you out of her head, Huh!
tears fall for all you've done, trying to be a good father to your only son
But now who's gonna make sure he's fed, put a shirt on his back and a roof overhead?
Tell me who's dream the impossible dream of the beautiful cities in the islands genes?
your works of art brought into being all that the ghetto stopped you from seeing
Bums on the sidewalk, garbage in the streets, abandoned buildings, of concrete
The ladies on the corner are selling their bodies, and everybody wants a part in that
I'm hanging out tough, rocking late at night, running wild in the town of the neon
You either play some ball or in the hall Huh!
You gotta make outta nothing at all
I'm sitting in the classroom the rules and it says you can't do graffiti in school
They can't be in the hallowed hall, so my notebook turned into a brick wall
The heart of a and the courage of three, and the mind of a man much wiser than me
You're the soul of the who won't come back
Who died in my arms on the track
'Cause I'm caught in the rat race, for my own space
There's be a better place for you and me
pie in the sky, and an eye for an eye
Some gotta die just to be free
You search for justice and what do you
You find just us on the unemployment
You find us sweating from dawn to dusk
There's no justice, Huh, just us, Ha!
Still urban masterpiece, your 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 that
Just movies, museums and the hall of
So all you Hip Hops get on up, and let's take it to the top where we
'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 rocking the everybody say 'Ramo!' ('Ramo!')
'Ramo!' ('Ramo!')
Raah!

A newspaper burns in the sand, and the headlines say destroys Man!'
Extra! Extra! Read all the bad news on the war for peace everybody would lose
The and fall, the last great empire, the sound of the whole world caught on fire
The ruthless struggle, the gamble
The game that the whole world in shambles
The cheats, the lies, the
And the attempt to conquer the skies
in space, and what is it worth, huh?
The president just forgot Earth
Spending multi billions, and maybe even
The of weapons ran into zillions
There's gold in the street, and diamonds under
And the children in don't even eat
Flies on their faces, living like mice
And the houses even make the look nice, Huh!
The water funny, it's forever too sunny
And they work all month and don't make no
A for power, a nuclear shower
And people shout out in the darkest
Of sights and voices unheard
And finally the bomb the last word
Christians killed Muslims, and Germans Jews
And everybody's bodies are and abused, Huh!
are poisoned and souls are polluted
Superiority complex is deep
Leeches and lice's, and got prices
Egomaniacs control the
Nothing is sacred and is pure
So the revelation of is our cure
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 gotta suffer while get rougher
And that's the why we got to get tougher
To from the past and work for the future
And don't be a to no computer
'Cause the Children of Man the land
And the future of the is in your hands
So throw your hands in the air
And wave 'em like you don't care
And if you that you're the future
it out and say 'Oh yeah!' ('Oh yeah!')
'Oh yeah!' ('Oh yeah!')
Raah!

Beat Street
Raah!
Hip Hop!