Luyện nghe bài hát Product of the Environment

Alright up now another request
This time the boys down at Anna's Pizza Paradise
A new arrangement of a oldie in rhythm and blues

In the of the city you was born and bred
You grew up smart or you wound up
Things moved fast, but you the scoop
And savior was a rhyme and a beat and a rap group

A modern day production of the street
You said I didn't have it I couldn't compete
So the did sleep but the sleeper shoulda woke up
Now you're in my sight, the Buddha sees you up

That's the element you carry your on
That of rhyme won't let you live long
'Cause a song to you is what I sent
'Cause I'm a product, of the

There it is, and white
There it is, and white

On the of far Rockaway Queens
Seagram Boulevard,
Redfern houses where no MC would go
Is where I did my first show

Had the had the rhymes going, I never fess
His reward, was a bullet in his chest
And on stage, is where I first learned
out my chest to be a kid and get burned

You're so foolish, but I think you this
That on the the microphone punk I can do
And doing this, is what meant
'Cause I'm a product, of the

There it is, black and
it is, black and white

Back in the days when were mack daddies
Striped Lee jeans, and Caddies
Long Beach, the M.O.K.
He caught a bad one when he tried to enter our way

Bang! Bum the back door
Then scatter, onto the dance
Me and my boys, the cuties
Never had static, cuz knew me

DJ's, tearin' up the wax
And out on the corner, some kid taxed
After the party, crack a forty
Vicked it the store yo the man never caught me

up to the arcade, cranked the bass
And then the five-oh us from the place
Hop on the railroad, the conductor
I went I always tucked
A marker in my jacket to tag where I
'Cause we were just products, of the

it is, black and white
There it is, black and

I wanna tell you something that gets me of mad
about my dear old dad
He's tired, and worn, and a nine to five
Clockin' thirty G's a year to

But I kids who in a month or so
Make that money ya-yo
Pushin' a drug, I can't
Destroyin' a life with a buck in the

Play slum chain, local street hero
But if you ask Serch, you're a bunch of zeros
Too bad when you're older, you won't have a cent
'Cause you're a product, of the

There it is, black and
it is, black and white

You hear it in the of my voice and in my rhythm
Now you know, how I was
It to me, like it happened to Serch
Prime Minister Nice'll kick the verse

In with my boy, Kiwai Height
The K to A Kingston, Wednesday
To the Empire, show
Open for Dana, crew

open wide, or listenin'
Dumb dope with a in my system
but respected for my own self
'Cause of talent, no shade, or nothin'

A time of tension, racially in
I off and all the brothers blessed him
I left more a mark, I left a dent
I'm a product, of the environment

Serch, skin is just a color of the and the soul
And a brother a brother if his heart is cold
You know what I'm sayin'

Word and I think we need a Kause in a much damaged society
Word up man nubians killin' nubians, brothers don't understand
maybe it's some of that crime that's stoppin' the growin'
The drug pollution and all needs to calm

Word man, cause what we need, we need Griff Productions
We need a K.M.D. man to the race and bring
in the beginnin' and a Posse called, 'Get Yours'
Yeah there it is, to all y'all bigots who us to bend
We're products of the environment, peace, hopefully

There it is, black and

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