Luyện nghe bài hát It Has Been Said

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

It has said that there has been known to be bloodshed
Over bread, men who have to death, dead
Strapped to beds, pipe bombs, dynamite,
Money power respect, cred, yeah

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

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

To where we off on March 9th to come from such hard knock lifes
And make it up out of 'em, hit the
And, once 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 cats who starvin'
Or it just be somebody's horror that just horrifies

And applies to his or the sizes
In his entourage, intimidates the people
To the point that you know 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 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 the same sights as him
It's what Obie to write these poems
Rollin', goin' through the same shit he
Open up my eyes, so there's no in them skies

'When Ready To was a sick part of my life
Palmin' that forty-five, plottin' to pop my
Then that crooked eye Jamaican, I'd so many times
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 could top Big Poppa
So, possibly I'd be popular,
That's the inspiration I got from my B.I.

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

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

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

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

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