Luyện nghe bài hát I Said Hey

Yo, the first I heard Digital Underground I was in the first grade
My Lace brought it over and he dubbed it on a mixtape
I would do the Humpty Hump and perform to his
Twelve years later I learned that Shock-G and him were the same
I loved Hammer, I front he taught me how to dance
Along with Bel Biv Devoe I had Jay Ohs and a pair of zebra
But was the foundation of what would come to be
A life passion journey and drive; an emcee
Some ask me what it means, I don't know where to start
It's the connection between my soul and my heart
When I first stepped into a and a jam in the park
I got served, no for I got served
But see I learned
others and watched
An hunger burst, earned a turn at that park.
I don't care who you are, where you're from or what you 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 you rip it when you perform it
Then all the shit that you live to lift up your shoulders
And the well they get to experience where your soul is
The amazing feeling, rocking the crowd to your anthem
From the front to the back with motha fuckin' hands up
'Cause I'm an emcee, won't be the first won't be the
Just b-boy and I'm a die in my stance

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

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

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

It front, back
Front,
I front, back
To my you know it

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

If you got a pen and a pad put heart down
If you got a and can crab 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 that style

If you got a pen and a pad put your down
If you got a record and can lay a scratch down
If you got a marker and a can bomb the damn town
But if you live for hip hop ever put your hands down