Luyện nghe bài hát The Hidden Hand

Yeah, to educate the youth
(Speak on it God)
if we won't, then who will?
(True)
Terror style, yo
(Speak on it God)

Yo, I was a wild adolescent, blessed with the foul
Messin' around with the wrong crowd, I learned my
Stressin' all the things that I not
I pray to God I get my uncle out the crack

I hear mad shots, homicide and play Mat lock
But never the case cause the defendant's a bad cop
You feel me fam? The got a plan
why Farrakhan formed a Million Man up in Washington

The Hidden even planned this man
Have me goin' hand to hand, killin' my own
But now I understand and see the big
Fuck about the struggle, I teach you how to get richer

is a hassle in this rotten apple, kids robbin', coppin' capsules
Rockin' tattoos, with ankles locked in shackles
Got the cops at you, spittin' rounds of clips, they down wit it
New clowns'll make you feel as if the Bill of is counterfeit

Now it's been written that all men are but then it's legal
they beat us and treat us as if we're different people
We go for delf, fuck the health
I'd rather drop shelf and let off shots until my Glock
God dealt us a helpless hand, they made us sell this land

So the palest man could build a plan
You know we can't trust the government, cause Uncle Sam is
Drugs for us to all the stuff for him
McGruff is in it, gettin' a percentage
Takin' advantage, punishin' just and Hispanics

My heart is cold as ice, so I I'm sheist, Big Pun was the kid
no one liked, my whole life, is one big roll of the dice
Payin' a price twice as as white kids
Destined for Riker's not knowin' my was priceless

It's like this, my was lifeless, I earned stripes
Fightin' the nicest in the I slice 'em in half and make 'em dash
Like hyphens, invitin' any rapper to clash the Titan
The writing's like fighting rappers be biting like Tyson
I'm hypein' the crowd, 'em loud like my label

I'm I'm able to lift from the bowels of the ghetto
I found me a little inside a career and a family
No wars and renderin' tears to insanity
So keep the salary and tear the mic 'cause I it
my life, you judge it, fuck it Seis, I don't want it

I'm a Dominican, stranded in New like Filligan
wanna get locked up in the pen again
But here they come, the and cuffs, searchin' for guns
Turnin' they ride on the of the curb to see who runs

authorize the beast to walk the streets holdin' heat
Four deep, we puff production, my cheek, you my steez
Fuck the police, usin' cause to break laws
Behind the badge you try to cover up your war
I got somethin' for you in blue

The system poisoned you, blew your cover, now what you to do?
I let the faggot pull the trig first
It won't be no American over my hearse
What's worse, you know they disperse for
So take caution in the cause our protection sucks

This dude, he had the darkest pads, who up in the heart of brash
Forever talkin' trash, how he stacked to almanac
Gunshots to corner police informants
Stood he modeled the latest fashions, sidewalk sideshow performance

He raised the of grace, a razor blew his face
Force calm the sere plus a pack of the dun laced with toothpaste
Life to be gambled son, you could get trampled
By people that act more like than mammals high off enamel

That's what his poppa said whose locked for Akmed
In the candy store robbery probably to get his fed
He ain't listen, he a brain dead cocaine head
Older Mexicans knew, they him eatin' bagualitos
But hey, little kids, don't these dopes

What? Uh-huh, yeah, I can dig
call me Prospect, I just came back from?
Had this track on pause, now I'm on course
lost on the Ave, tryin' to take my life from the past

Get this cash, without dad
Kinda sad how he got dragged down to
if he had one love, trust for liberty
This world would be a place, get what it takes

In a race to racism replace the in em
Bad ones, to spend lives and discriminate
I'm tryin' to keep this vibe, and from that
I generate to the top, Puffy won't stop

I'm mature now, with one knot, from tryin' to get
And to the shorties on the block, to twist 40 tops
Get your act together, do some carpentry with a Black n
And stop speedin' a Kawasaki
my life, to your life, I'm touchin' everybody Twinz watch me

Everything we speak is the
Prospect to Munroe, here in a hot second
The whole world run know, we speak is the truth
Terror