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 known to be bloodshed
Over bread, men who have to death, dead
to beds, pipe bombs, dynamite, lead
Money power respect, cred, yeah

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

We watched, so many backed off of
Biggie's back and 'Pac's, landmarks, in rap
in fact, it's so sad to see us re-enact
These tragic events, which lead us

To where we 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
out for all eyes to cast upon us to see who can last the longest

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

And to his persona or the sizes
In his entourage, that intimidates the
To the point you know that he's gangster
He ain't just say shit, you believe it

Since B.I.G. taught us to think big
I'm been about my business since then, so
It how we live, it's what he said, he did it for Brooklyn
This I took in, chills through my skin

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

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

Get up out the system, who could give him signs?
No pop of mine top Big Poppa rhymes
So, possibly I'd be popular,
That's the 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 made a Frankenstein, my design
Backpackers and press, who my house was a mess

lashed, said I made a fortune off of his passin'
All I did was a dynasty, off of his passion
And I'm addressin' the absent to who he is
The original king of New York, Wallace

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

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

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