Luyện nghe bài hát This One's For Me

Yo yo whassup Ice man, you look brother
Yo man, I got a lot of on my mind man
But I know if I should put it on this record

Man go ahead and it man
Let the people what's happenin' man
You brothers out there sellin' out man
Why they out like that man?
Yo, out like it ain't nothin' man
I ain't it

Dig it, I'm just a brother L.A.
South Central, I life the fly way
Used to bang and hustle but I traded for the big
Infamy got for fame

Now I'm known and respect as creator of the rhyme
But my lyrics are
Because I'm the one that makes you think make a move
I wrote 'Pusher', 'High rollers', and 'Colors' just to

That I could kick game, and drop knowledge at the time
But one L.A. wouldn't play my records one time
I'm to save my community
But these bourgeoisie blacks on doggin' me

don't care about violence, drugs and gangs
K J L H, you ain't nuttin'
You just a bunch of bourgeoisie black suckers
And one's for me

You won't play no Public
You ain't playin' no Boogie Down
You ain't tryin' to represent the community
You just about your little ol' R&B bull

You all day and night
I represent Los Angeles all the United States
And you did nothin' for me
Think it

Hold up, I ain't on the diss tip
There's a few punks that I got to rip
All you chump MC's who sell out
When P.E. was on the top, you the tip

But now they got problems and you run
Who's Chuck's real friends, does he have one?
You P.E. this, P.E. that
Fist in the air, to be black

Now they got and you run like punks
I heard an MC stand up for him once
Maybe you suckers are just hopin' that they off
So you can their shoes, nope sorry boss

That's what the matter with black anyway
We ain't down with nothin', I don't what you say
Yell or lie, even bother
How low will a brother go for a

Public broke a new rap age
And now you rappers ain't got to say?
Yo it's their problem, Griff shouldn'ta it
E where's my Yo I'll go get it

it's time for me to enforce some discipline
Are you or not, are you out or in?
Chuck and Griff are my true friends
I got their backs if it means my career

All you so-called down with Public Enemy
I ain't nobody out there, tryin' to help my man out
Griff is my man, I don't care what he said
YouknowhatI'msayin'? And I ain't let them go out like that
Chuck, Ice got your back
Anybody out there got problems Public Enemy, come talk to me

Once again, I'm back in the mode
I gotta speak my mind, it's time to
On this government we've got
If I like them, I think I'd get shot

sell drugs to kids and say it's us
And the cops are crooks, who can you trust?
You see young brothers in a drug bust
to ashes, and dust to dust

My got a year for an ounce of weed
While Bush sells to the enemy
You be stone blind not to see
Our is honest, nigga, please

can't be made in the United States
Kickin' facts like this our hates
The young kids on the streets ain't the
just ghetto youth after money

They sell drugs, but who drugs to them?
Try the C.I.A. my
Or the F.B.I. or even
gettin' rich, damn sure ain't us

We're just killin' ourselves while others
Look at the street, it's a cocaine
We gotta dope is pure death
Mess with drugs, you're breathin' last breath
drugs is straight up genocide
They're laugh, while we all die

Sittin' up there you're makin' that money
and all that, you're killin' your brothers

You just stupid, up stupid

Puttin' dope into body, c'mon, youknowhatI'msayin'?
You get somethin' goin' out there
Get some brains,
We are just playin' ourselves out of the pocket

one's for me, I make records for you
But cut I straight out had to do
topics in my mind I have to break
'Cause so many of you out there are so fake

If ya ain't know they're no-one,
Back stabbers, for banknotes
And all of you out there know what I'm talkin'
If you claim down then never sell-out

Never out, youknowhatI'msayin'?
You stay down for yours
You know I want it, sure as I'm
I make records for you, but one's for me

You know what I'm talkin' out there
There's ways to sell out and right
But you got to do that
There's thing's important than money

I'm talkin' pride, I'm talkin' 'bout dignity
You got it out
All you got to do is stand on your own two
go out like no sucker
Stay down, Peace