Luyện nghe bài hát Let It Be Known

(feat. (Little Brother))

I don't think it I do it
Y'all still thinkin just music, but
J. League is a just movement, so you should adjust to it
Cause our whole attitude is losin
People on the outside, sayin he do it
Cause all niggaz make is songs and drug music
I sip Dom P, but kick it with Von P
And now I'm with Sean P, Camp who the fuck knew it?
in the buildin, but me and Sean's
into them joints that rock hard like Benatar
More just an MC, 'Te is like a motivational speaker
and each and every is a seminar
And each and every is a miniature
representation of the divine revelation he send to
Up next to get it as as we distribute these
to the public sorry if I'm offendin y'all
'Te the crew rocker, overseas shopper
In Mangiano's, two pastas
Back in the them hoes say he too proper
Now he's the main like Mufasa
I ain't +lion+, but if you that I ain't tryin
to be the best you need to rewind
Big Pooh and Dru Ha behind this
You have now, in tune to the finest
Von - 'em~!

Von]
The man, the myth, the legend, the one rock mics
{Te: Phonte, J. League, what'chu know it?}
The camp, the click, the crew play this song, get
{SP: Sean P, Boot Camp, what'chu about it?}
They better get it while gettin 'fore the gettin is gone
{Te: Cause right here, right now, yeah they about it}
Sean P, Phonte, nigga let it be known
Let it be known, let it be...

[Sean
I dap it, I just clap it
Y'all thinkin it's just rappin, but
Boot is a tough unit, so you should just adjust to it
Cause my whole attitude is do it
People in my project Ruck yo fuck music
I've been rap since, Run was +Krush Groove'n+
I don't eat tofu, I drink soy milk
Always into beef pah, get your boy kilt
... Lyrically I'm 'em
Call 'te tell him I got yay in
... Call up of my fam
And crackers buyin crack a hundred a gram
I got a gun in my hand; don't me take your life
I do wrong to make shit right, RIGHT~?!
I God for, Buck and Dru
Without a deal, who what the fuck I'd do?
Probably, stand on the corner a gun and a beeper
Act wrong, clap strong, put son in a sleeper
'Sup with the reefer? I gotta roll me a
Bring the chorus and prove my point, P!