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 known to be
bread, men who have bled to death, dead
Strapped to beds, pipe bombs, dynamite,
power respect, street cred, yeah

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

We watched, so Biggie 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 where we off on March 9th to come from such hard knock lifes
And make it up out of 'em, hit the
And, once they're on us is our lives
Thrust out for all eyes to cast us to see who can last the longest

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

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

B.I.G. taught us niggaz to think big
I'm been about my since then, so anxious
It how we live, it's 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 excited Obie to write these
Rollin', goin' through the 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
Then that eye Jamaican, I'd so many times rewind
Got me to a straight line and get up on my grind

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

I took him from coal to diamond, I 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 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 king of New York, Christopher 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 back to
And I visit your 'cause our friendship's intact

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

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