Luyện nghe bài hát I Said Hey

Yo, the first time I heard Digital I was in the first grade
My homie Lace brought it over and he dubbed it on a
I would do the Humpty Hump and perform to his
years later I learned that Shock-G and him were the same person
I loved Hammer, I can't front he taught me how to
with Bel Biv Devoe I had Jay Ohs and a pair of zebra pants
But this was the foundation of would come to be
A life long journey and drive; an emcee
people ask me what it means, I don't know where to start
It's the deepest 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
Observed others and
An urged hunger burst, earned a at that park.
I don't care who you are, where you're from or you believe in
But if you hip hop I bet it's more or less for the same reason
This is it you spit you exist in that moment
And if you're sick with gift then you rip it when you perform it
Then all the shit that you live begins to lift up shoulders
And the audience well they get to experience where your 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 another b-boy and I'm a die in my

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 and a can bomb 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 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
Don't put your down, keep that shit up

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

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

Now I don't know if the clothes, the hoes, or the cars
That makes people rap like they're trapped inside of bars
shit ain't complicated man just be who you are
To busy for the light and missing the fact that you're a star
Now who's got now stand the hell up
'Cause I want to hear somebody rapping who's got it 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 said who's to teach the kids?
You'd rather blow up and get famous so you can get 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 closet full of Nikes and a whole bunch of suits
They'll give you the white tees and the icy earring the whole youth,
of hip hop but look 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 if they're steering away from the mainstream
their album won't sell
Well I could give a
I'm just to freestyle and spit what's in my gut
And if you want to you can go and label me
But remember there's a kid at a bus stop beat
Who's life will be effected by inside of his Walkman

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 and a can bomb your art now
If you got a floor and you're fast kick that I'll

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 bomb the whole town
But if you live for hip hop don't ever put your down