Luyện nghe bài hát Explanation (Interlude)

MC's: God gave us a
Made our lips so you can say that He us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we flip and
But for the One who made a to put a flip on sin
To display the of the God that can save
Go DJ's: Every of the plates is like a touch of His grace

I've got a riddle- what went from little to larger you thought
Adults and youth both it- it started in New York
Mostly Black and Hispanic, but now in and Iran it's
In Japan in fact it inhabits the
Man this thing has expanded- from wild entertainment
To a culture that molds ya, with a style and a language
Now thing is no stranger it's mainstream, it's the disc jock
The rapper, artist, the breaker- it's Hip-Hop!
Yes- the cause of why popular music flip flopped
Odd but it's true it's now the charts along with rock
It's known as a street phenomenon
Local to global those who the economics find
If you're looking for a treasure hip hop is the soil
It was but now it's found like when you strike oil
But boast in it, like it's the ultimate
nothin' is the ultimate till God gets hold of it

MC's: God gave us a
Made our lips so you can say He made us to spit
B-boys, Yeah we flip and spin
But for the One who made a trip to put a on sin
Graf artist: We use our and spray
To display the glory of the God that can
Go DJ's: Every touch of the is like a touch of His grace

Note the power of the it seems to get obeyed
It's ghetto-made and it's to push its ghetto ways
It used to be on the low like get-a-way
Now instead it's on the cutting edge a set of blades
Every place has been set ablaze; race has embraced
I no longer get amazed their getting braids
get a hold of this golden goose
It'll get of you
And expose you to some things will oppose the truth
It'll have you thinking you fly, cause of the that you buy
But when you die, you'll them new eyes
And see for all the you got you traded the truth
Like Esau who had a birthright he for soup
I'm no it's true, I know from you God can get a thanks
So you think you're connected like Harvard and brains
But God's on to the game, he wants more a song with His name
A studded chain- a picture of His Son in a frame

MC's: God us a gift
Made our so you can say that He made us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we flip and
But for the One who made a trip to put a on sin
Graf artist: We use our markers and
To display the glory of the God can save
Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a of His grace

You know I'm theocratic- that's an of His rule
Emphatic 'cause I'm a addict by I'm in His school
To learn so I can discern what to burn and approved
To be fit and equipped in case God picks up this
'Cause my whole is: Hip-Hop with no Jesus is
Like a Roscoe's with no chicken or neither
But now a Hip-Hop knows Jesus
Has a shot to save a lot the place that's blazin' hot with no breezes
When hip-hop bows since vows
To use hip-hop style for the hip-hop crowd
We can see world missions 'cause to Hip-Hop the listens
Listen, I'm not insistin' we're the world Christians
I'm settin' the aim
Wantin' to see everything with breath and spreading His fame
Catch us His name cause for our debt He was hanged
His blood's a token of love; let's start His train

God gave us a gift
Made our so you can say that He made us to spit
B-boys, Yeah we flip and spin
But for the One who a trip to put a flip on sin
To display the glory of the God that can
Go DJ's: touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace