Luyện nghe bài hát We Must Be Heard

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

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

the Kid verse 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.
bags, fishy like herrin,
When I'm airin', a chair in half.
Watchin' Baked,
At the by the lake.
See the and white plates,
See the on the panel.
I may be oat, Chilly O, flannel coat.
never fair,
Therefore, I need finer
grenades, tanks, a couple fighter planes.
I'm in medals,
Stripes a zebra.
And by the way, you niggas,
I like you neitha'.
I mean, "either," gramma',
Pop a camera -- man on rap, DVD propaganda.
Yeah, Da Kid, I ain't one for the shenanigans,
Nigga strike a pose, leave you froze, a mannequin.

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

[DJ Drama
Life, liberty, and the of happiness!
Pursuit,
See and every day we all get closer
To the meanin'.
Me, myself? I follow my own path
And now I here to motivate!
"To be heard" means to say of value.
So I this my Life,
My liberty,
And everday, my pursuit.
about you?
Drama, Luda', Willie, Busta, V12, AMG