It Has Been Said (feat. P. Diddy, Eminem & Obie Trice)

歌詞

Ih ih ih it has been It has been it has been it has been It has been said that there has been known to be bloodshed Over bread men who have bled to death dead what Strapped to beds pipe bombs dynamite lead Money power respect street cred yeah It's scary ain't it Picture yourself going out as a hero uhh Picture mural pictures of us painted all over street corners Fans meet to mourn us while we meet the coroners Notorious tried to warn us We watched so many Biggie backed off of ha ha ha Biggie's back and 'Pac's landmarks history in rap Statistically in fact it's so sad to see us re-enact these tragic events which lead us back To where we left off on March 9th To come from such hard knock lifes And make it up out of them hit the spotlights And once they're on us this is our lives Thrust out for all eyes to cast upon us to see who can last the longest And he who lasts the longest must be the strongest uh-huh In this concrete jungle where this dog eat dog mentality comes from It's origing which is usually originated from cats who starving Or it could just be somebody's horror that just horri-fies And applies to his persona or the sizes in his entou-rage that intimidates the people To the point that you know that he's gangster He ain't just say shit you just believe it Since B.I.B. taught us niggaz to think big I'm been about my business since then so anxious what It ain't how we live it's what he said he did it for Brooklyn This I took in sent chills through my skin Vicious I'm experiencin the same sights as him It's what excited Obie to write these poems Rolling going through the same shit he spoken Open up my eyes so there's no limit in them skies When Ready to Die was a sick part of my life yeah Palmin that forty-five plotting to pop my mind Then that crooked eye Jamaican I'd so many times rewind Got me to walk a straight line and get up on my grind Get up out the system who could give him better signs No pop of mine could top Big Poppa rhymes So possibly I'd be popular huh uh-huh That's the inspiration I got from my nigga B.I. I took him from coal to diamond I molded his mind Enter the most phenomenal artist of any and all time I made a Frankenstein my design impressed Backpackers and press who said my house was a mess Critics lashed said I made a fortune off of his passing what All I did was build a dynasty off of his passion And I'm addressing the adolesencents absent to who he is The original king of New York Christopher Wallace This is a promise on Diddy's honor I'm a father T'Yanna And teach her that with all the drama don't even bother On repeat all of your albums play back to back yeah And I visit your grave cause our friendship's intact An immaculate concept extravagant progress Bullet wounds left in my heart I'm yelling God bless Regardless to critics yelling that East/West I seen the game losing I'm just pressing the reset uhh And when the ressurection of you shines through an individual Lyrical enough to wear the same crown of thorns literally I'm a pay homage Brooklyn's finest Whether it's Queens or Harlem it'll be instant stardom nigga