Luyện nghe bài hát The Hidden Hand

Yeah, to educate the youth
(Speak on it God)
if we won't, then who will?
(True)
Terror style, yo
(Speak on it God)

Yo, I was a wild adolescent, blessed with the foul
Messin' around the wrong crowd, I learned my lesson
Stressin' all the things I have not
I pray to God I get my uncle out the spot

I hear mad shots, come and play Mat lock
But never crack the case cause the a bad cop
You feel me fam? The got a plan
That's why Farrakhan formed a Man up in Washington

The Hidden even planned this man
me goin' hand to hand, killin' my own clan
But now I and see the big picture
cryin' about the struggle, I teach you how to get richer

Shit is a in this rotten apple, kids robbin', coppin' capsules
Rockin' tattoos, boppin' with locked in shackles
Got the cops joggin' at you, spittin' of clips, they down wit it
New make you feel as if the Bill of Rights is counterfeit

Now it's been written that all men are equal but then legal
When they beat us and treat us as if we're different
We go for delf, the cop's health
I'd rather drop and let off shots until my Glock melts
'Cause God us a helpless hand, they made us sell this land

So the palest man could a selfish plan
You know we trust the government, cause Uncle Sam is smugglin'
for us to hustle all the stuff for him
Even is in it, gettin' a percentage
Takin' advantage, punishin' blacks and Hispanics

My heart is as ice, so I know I'm sheist, Big Pun was the kid
no one liked, my whole life, is one big roll of the dice
Payin' a price twice as expensive as kids
Destined for Riker's not knowin' my existence was

like this, my soul was lifeless, I earned stripes
Fightin' the in the crisis I slice 'em in half and make 'em dash
Like hyphens, invitin' any rapper to clash the Titan
The writing's like fighting 'cause be biting like Tyson
I'm hypein' the crowd, 'em loud like my label

I'm proud I'm able to from the bowels of the ghetto
I found me a little sanity inside a and a family
No more and renderin' tears to insanity
So keep the salary and tear the mic I love it
my life, you judge it, fuck it Seis, I don't want it

I'm a Dominican, stranded in New York like
Don't get locked up in the pen again
But here they come, the and cuffs, searchin' for guns
they ride on the side of the curb to see who runs

They authorize the beast to walk the holdin' heat
deep, we puff production, my cheek, you know my steez
Fuck the police, usin' probable cause to laws
Behind the badge you try to up your racial war
I got somethin' for you in blue

The system poisoned you, blew your cover, now you supposed to do?
I let the faggot pull the trig first
It won't be no American over my hearse
What's worse, you know disperse for bucks
So take in the streets cause our protection sucks

This dude, he had the darkest pads, who dressed up in the heart of
Forever talkin' trash, how he niggaz to almanac
Gunshots to corner police informants
Stood like he modeled the latest fashions, sidewalk sideshow

He raised the pull of grace, a razor his face
Force calm the sere plus a pack of the dunga dun laced toothpaste
Life to be gambled son, you could get trampled
By that act more like animals than mammals high off enamel

That's what his said whose locked for droppin' Akmed
In the candy store robbery to get his veins fed
He ain't listen, he became a brain cocaine head
Older knew, they killed him eatin' bagualitos
But hey, little kids, follow these dopes

What? Uh-huh, yeah, I can dig
They me Prospect, I just came back from?
Had this on pause, now I'm back on course
It's lost on the Ave, tryin' to take my life the past

Get this legal cash, dad
Kinda sad how he got dragged down to
if he had one love, trust for liberty
This world would be a better place, get what it

In a race to replace the snake in em
Bad ones, want to spend and discriminate
I'm tryin' to keep this positive vibe, and that
I generate to the top, like Puffy won't

I'm now, with one knot, from tryin' to get locked
And to the shorties on the block, to twist 40 tops
Get act together, do some carpentry with a Black n Decker
And stop speedin' like a
From my life, to your life, I'm everybody Twinz watch me

we speak is the truth
From to Munroe, here in a hot second
The whole world run know, everything we speak is the
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