Luyện nghe bài hát It Has Been Said

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

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

It's scary, ain't it? Picture yourself goin' out as a
Picture mural pictures of us all over street corners
Fans meet to mourn us, while we 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
These tragic events, which lead us

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

And he who the longest, must be the strongest
In concrete 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 or the sizes
In his entourage, that intimidates the
To the point that you that he's gangster
He ain't say shit, you just believe it

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

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

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

Get up out the system, who could him better 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 to diamond, I molded his mind
the most phenomenal artist of any and all time
I made a Frankenstein, my impressed
and press, who said my house was a mess

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

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

An concept, extravagant 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 of you shines through an individual
Lyrical enough to wear the same crown of thorns
pay homage, Brooklyn's finest
Whether it's or Harlem, it'll be instant stardom, nigga