Luyện nghe bài hát It Has Been Said

It has been, it has been, it has been, it has

It has been said that there has known to be bloodshed
Over bread, men who have bled to death,
to beds, pipe bombs, dynamite, lead
Money power respect, cred, yeah

It's scary, ain't it? Picture yourself out as a hero
Picture mural pictures of us painted all street corners
Fans meet to mourn us, while we meet the
Notorious tried to us

We watched, so many Biggie off of
back and 'Pac's, landmarks, history in rap
Statistically in fact, so sad to see us re-enact
These tragic events, which us back

To where we off on March 9th to come from such hard knock lifes
And make it up out of 'em, hit the
And, once they're on us this is our
Thrust out for all eyes to upon us to see who can last the longest

And he who the longest, must be the strongest
In this concrete jungle, where this dog eat dog comes from
It's origin, which is usually from cats who starvin'
Or it could just be somebody's that just horrifies

And applies to his persona or the
In his entourage, intimidates the people
To the point that you that he's gangster
He just say shit, you just believe it

Since B.I.G. taught us to think big
I'm been about my business since then, so
It ain't how we live, it's he said, he did it for Brooklyn
This I in, sent chills through my skin

Vicious, I'm experiencin' the same as him
It's what Obie to write these poems
Rollin', goin' through the shit he spoken
up my eyes, so there's no limit in them skies

'When Ready To was a sick part of my life
that forty-five, plottin' to pop my mind
Then that crooked eye Jamaican, I'd so many times
Got me to walk a straight line and get up on my

Get up out the system, who give him better signs?
No pop of mine top Big Poppa rhymes
So, possibly I'd be popular,
That's the inspiration I got my nigga B.I.

I took him from coal to diamond, I molded his
Enter the most phenomenal artist of any and all
I a Frankenstein, my design impressed
Backpackers and press, who said my was a mess

Critics lashed, I made a fortune off of his passin'
All I did was a dynasty, off of his passion
And I'm addressin' the absent to who he is
The original of New York, Christopher Wallace

This is a on Diddy's honor, I'm a father T'Yanna
And teach her that with all the drama, don't even
On repeat, all of your play back to back
And I visit your grave 'cause our friendship's

An concept, extravagant progress
Bullet wounds in my heart, I'm yellin', "God bless"
Regardless to yellin' that East, West
I seen the game losin', I'm just pressin' the

And when the of you shines through an individual
Lyrical enough to wear the same of thorns literally
pay homage, Brooklyn's finest
Whether it's Queens or Harlem, it'll be stardom, nigga