Luyện nghe bài hát I Said Hey

Yo, the first I heard Digital Underground 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
Twelve years I learned that Shock-G and him were the same person
I loved Hammer, I can't front he taught me how to
Along with Bel Biv Devoe I had Jay Ohs and a of zebra pants
But this was the foundation of would come to be
A life long journey and drive; an emcee
Some people ask me what it means, I don't know where to
It's the deepest connection my soul and my heart
When I first stepped a cipher and a jam in the park
I got served, no for real I got
But see I learned
Observed and watched
An hunger burst, earned a turn at that park.
I care who you are, where you're from 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 then you rip it when you perform it
Then all the shit that you live to lift up your shoulders
And the audience well they get to experience where soul is
The most amazing feeling, the crowd to your anthem
From the to the back with their motha fuckin' hands up
'Cause I'm an emcee, won't be the 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 heart
If you got a record and can crab lay a scratch
If you got a and a can bomb your art now
If you got a floor and 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 town
But if you live for hip hop ever put your hands 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 front, back
To my you know it

Now I don't if it's the clothes, the hoes, or the cars
That makes people rap like trapped inside of these bars
This ain't complicated man just be who you are
To busy searching for the light and missing the fact that a star
Now who's got passion now the hell up
'Cause I to hear somebody rapping who's got it inside their cuts
Or you can get intricate displaying your fancy
But if you're not the truth you might as well not be saying shit
I said who's going to 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 like a star
But money buy you the heart to go and put inside your bars
And I like nice too
me, I got a closet full of Nikes and a whole bunch of Lenore suits
They'll give you the white tees and the icy like 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 lyrics and what you on MTV
fear that if they're steering away from the mainstream
Then their album sell
Well I could a fuck
I'm just goin' to and spit what's in my gut
And if you to you can go and label me conscious
But remember there's a kid at a bus stop boxin'
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 record and can crab lay a down
If you got a marker and a can your art now
If you got a floor and fast 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 and a can bomb the whole damn town
But if you live for hip hop don't ever put hands down