Luyện nghe bài hát I Said Hey

Yo, the first time I heard Digital Underground I was in the first
My homie Lace 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 person
I Hammer, I can't front he taught me how to dance
Along with Bel Biv Devoe I had Jay Ohs and a pair of pants
But this was the foundation of what would to be
A long passion journey and drive; an emcee
people ask me what it means, I don't know where to start
It's the deepest connection between my 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 urged hunger burst, earned a turn at park.
I don't care who you are, where from or what you believe in
But if you love hip hop I bet it's or less for the same reason
This is it when you spit you exist in moment
And if you're sick with that then you rip it when you perform it
Then all the shit you live begins to lift up your shoulders
And the audience well get to experience where your soul is
The most amazing feeling, the crowd to your anthem
From the front to the back with motha fuckin' hands up
'Cause I'm an emcee, be the first won't be the last
Just b-boy and I'm a die in my stance

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

If you got a pen and a pad put your down
If you got a record and can crab lay a 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 down
Don't put your hands down, that shit up

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

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

Now I don't know if the clothes, the hoes, or the cars
That makes people rap like they're trapped inside of these
This shit ain't complicated man be who you are
To searching for the light and missing the fact that you're a star
Now who's got passion now stand the up
I want to hear somebody rapping who's got it inside their cuts
Or you can get displaying your fancy cadences
But if you're not speaking the truth you might as not be saying shit
I said 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 buy you the heart to go and put inside your bars
And I like nice too
Believe me, I got a full of Nikes and a whole bunch of Lenore suits
They'll give you the white tees and the icy earring like the youth,
of hip hop but look beyond it when I record through,
These 'cause if I don't speak me
What's the difference between my and what you hearin' on MTV
People fear that if steering away from the mainstream
their album won't sell
Well I could give a
I'm just goin' to and spit what's in my gut
And if you want to you can go and me conscious
But remember there's a kid at a bus stop boxin'
Who's life will be effected by what's inside of his

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 your 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 down
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 ever put your hands