Luyện nghe bài hát I Said Hey

Yo, the first time I heard Digital Underground I was in the grade
My homie Lace brought it over and he it on a mixtape
I would do the Humpty and perform to his verses
Twelve years later I learned that Shock-G and him were the person
I loved Hammer, I front he taught me how to dance
Along with Bel Biv Devoe I had Jay Ohs and a of zebra pants
But was the foundation of what would come to be
A life long journey and drive; an emcee
Some ask me what it means, I don't know where to start
It's the deepest between my soul and my heart
I first stepped into a cipher and a jam in the park
I got served, no for I got served
But see I learned
Observed others and
An urged hunger burst, a turn at that park.
I don't care who you are, where you're or what you believe in
But if you love hip hop I bet it's more or for the same reason
This is it when you spit you in that moment
And if you're sick with that gift then you rip it when you it
Then all the shit that you begins to lift up your shoulders
And the audience well they get to experience where soul is
The most feeling, rocking the crowd to your anthem
From the front to the with their motha fuckin' hands up
'Cause I'm an emcee, be the first won't be the last
Just another b-boy and I'm a die in my

If you got a pen and a pad put your heart
If you got a record and can crab lay a down
If you got a marker and a can bomb art now
If you got a floor and you're fast that I'll style

If you got a pen and a pad put your heart
If you got a and can crab lay a scratch down
If you got a marker and a can the whole damn town
But if you live for hip hop don't ever put your hands
Don't put hands down, keep that shit up

We're goin' to rock it this, do this with me
It front, back
Front,
Front,
Front, on

It front, back
Front,
I said front,
To my people you it

Now I don't know if it's the clothes, the hoes, or the
That makes people rap like they're trapped inside of these
This shit ain't complicated man be who you are
To busy for the light and missing the fact that you're a star
Now got passion now stand the hell up
'Cause I want to hear rapping who's got it inside their cuts
Or you can get intricate displaying fancy cadences
But if you're not speaking the truth you as well not be saying shit
I who's going to teach the kids?
rather blow up and get famous so you can get some new rims
All the money in the world can you look like a star
But money can't buy you the heart to go and put inside bars
And I nice shit too
Believe me, I got a full of Nikes and a whole bunch of Lenore suits
They'll you the white tees and the icy earring like the whole youth,
Population of hip hop but beyond it when I record through,
These beats if I don't speak me
What's the difference between my and what you hearin' on MTV
People fear that if they're steering away the mainstream
Then their won't sell
I could give a fuck
I'm just to freestyle and spit what's in my gut
And if you want to you can go and me conscious
But remember a kid at a bus stop beat boxin'
life will be effected by what's inside of his Walkman

If you got a pen and a pad put heart down
If you got a record and can lay a scratch down
If you got a marker and a can your art now
If you got a floor and you're fast kick I'll style

If you got a pen and a pad put your down
If you got a and can crab lay a scratch down
If you got a marker and a can bomb the whole town
But if you live for hip hop don't put your hands down