Luyện nghe bài hát We Must Be Heard

[Drama in the background] This... could be big!

[Ludacris 1]
Don't the station,
I've been waiting,
Pacin', welcome to the zone.
a war goin' on outside
And my people paint they faces on.
Do what I gotta do, And I gotta do
Is and flip a dolla'.
Ain't got no
But I got a of empty liquor bottles.
Not an alcoholic but it,
Can the pain.
Drinkin' all my away
But still in Jesus' name.
turn our voices up,
And the government us down.
Now the gas is up,
And the hood is down.
So the is comin' fo' ya'
In the is hungry goons!
to a neighborhood near you,
Today or soon.
Betta' watch yo' back, yo' front,
And yo' side to side.
Betta' grab yo' gat, light that
The streets gon' tonight.
And I'm just gon' it out,
'Til my date.
I go hard in the paint,
They softer than plates.
way for the revolution,
And yes you be scurred.
one way or another...
My people be heard.

[Willie the Kid 2]
Show you what the soldiers
Embassy, diplomacy,
scene infantry,
Shootin' at the fleet.
shots, similar to airbags, whereas,
This hairpin, trigga' split a in half.
Body bags, like herrin,
I'm airin', tear a chair in half.
Watchin' Baked,
At the by the lake.
See the blue and plates,
See the on the panel.
I may be cherry oat, Chilly O, coat.
never fair,
Therefore, I finer things:
grenades, tanks, a couple fighter planes.
I'm in medals,
like a zebra.
And by the way, you niggas,
I don't you neitha'.
I mean, "either," gramma',
Pop a -- man on that rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah, Da Kid, I ain't one for the shenanigans,
Nigga strike a pose, you froze, like a mannequin.

[Busta Rhymes 3]
(During Kid's last verse) In times,
The got niggas thinkin'
Of ways to paper.
'Cause ain't accommodatin' niggas
for they slave labor.
That's ya' get a nigga thinkin' about
Ya' he gotta' come in to ya'.
when a nigga throw a ski mask on,
Run up in ya' house, and do dumb shit to ya'.
Rollin' the dices with a nigga be strugglin',
Tryna' it through the crisis.
It just make him wanna' act up a little bit
To another new gas prices.
All fuckery we got goin' on,
Indeed it to cease.
How the hell is THAT ever, gonna happen
When the value of the dollar keeps
Easin' my in somebody's pocket
(Fuck that!) I gotta' eatin.
for everybody in the struggle like me,
We gotta get it if we cheatin'!
Breathin' hard, my is blown,
not to get evicted out my home.
But tryna' live you know a nigga broke
Is like tryna' blood out a stone.
But I'm goin' through the with DJ Drama (What!?).
I do it for my kids and (Who!).
it to Barack Obama (Yes!),
Change is around the corna'.
Listen! You tryin' to keep our sufferin',
All I gotta say is if you ease up this pressure,
I promise gonna' pay!

[DJ outro]
Life, liberty, and the of happiness!
Pursuit,
See and every day we all get closer
To the meanin'.
Me, myself? I always my own path
And now I come to motivate!
"To be heard" to say something of value.
So I make my Life,
My liberty,
And everday, my pursuit.
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