Luyện nghe bài hát Explanation (Interlude)

MC's: God gave us a
our lips so you can say that He made us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we and spin
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 touch of the plates is like a touch of His

I've got a riddle- what went little to larger than you thought
Adults and youth support it- it started in New York
Black and Hispanic, but now in Iraq and Iran it's
In Japan in it inhabits the planet
Man this has expanded- went from wild entertainment
To a global that molds ya, with a style and a language
Now this thing is no it's mainstream, it's the disc jock
The rapper, artist, the breaker- it's Hip-Hop!
Yes- the leading cause of why music flip flopped
Odd but it's true it's now toppin' the charts along rock
properly known as a street phenomenon
Local to global those who peep the find
If you're looking for a treasure hip hop is the right
It was underground but now it's found when you strike oil
But can't in it, like it's the ultimate
Ultimately is the ultimate till God gets hold of it

God gave us a gift
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 to put a flip on sin
Graf artist: We use our and spray
To the glory of the God that can save
Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a of His grace

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

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

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

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