Luyện nghe bài hát It Has Been Said

It has been, it has been, it has been, it has

It has been said that there has been to be bloodshed
bread, men who have bled to death, dead
Strapped to beds, bombs, dynamite, lead
power respect, street cred, yeah

It's scary, ain't it? Picture yourself goin' out as a
Picture mural pictures of us painted all over street
Fans to mourn us, while we meet the coroners
Notorious tried to us

We watched, so many backed off of
back and 'Pac's, landmarks, history in rap
Statistically in fact, it's so sad to see us
tragic events, which lead us back

To we left off on March 9th to come from such hard knock lifes
And it up out of 'em, hit the spotlights
And, they're on us this is our lives
Thrust out for all eyes to cast us to see who can last the longest

And he who the longest, must be the strongest
In this jungle, where this dog eat dog mentality comes from
It's origin, which is usually originated from who starvin'
Or it could just be horror that just horrifies

And applies to his persona or the
In his entourage, intimidates the people
To the point that you that he's gangster
He just say shit, you just believe it

B.I.G. taught us niggaz to think big
I'm been about my business then, so anxious
It ain't how we live, what he said, he did it for Brooklyn
This I took in, sent through my skin

Vicious, I'm experiencin' the sights as him
It's what Obie to write these poems
Rollin', through the same shit he spoken
Open up my eyes, so there's no limit in them

'When Ready To Die' was a sick part of my
Palmin' that forty-five, to pop my mind
Then that crooked eye Jamaican, I'd so many times
Got me to a straight line and get up on my grind

Get up out the system, who give him better signs?
No pop of mine top Big Poppa rhymes
So, possibly I'd be popular,
the inspiration I got from my nigga B.I.

I him from coal to diamond, I molded his mind
Enter the most artist of any and all time
I a Frankenstein, my design impressed
Backpackers and press, who said my was a mess

Critics lashed, said I made a fortune off of his
All I did was build a dynasty, off of his
And I'm the adolescents absent to who he is
The original king of New York, Christopher

This is a promise on honor, I'm a father T'Yanna
And her that with all the drama, don't even bother
On repeat, all of your albums back to back
And I visit your grave 'cause our intact

An immaculate concept, extravagant
wounds left in my heart, I'm yellin', "God bless"
Regardless to yellin' that East, West
I seen the losin', I'm just pressin' the reset

And when the resurrection of you shines an individual
Lyrical enough to wear the same crown of thorns
pay homage, Brooklyn's finest
Whether it's Queens or Harlem, be instant stardom, nigga