Luyện nghe bài hát Explanation (Interlude)

MC's: God us a gift
Made our 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 the glory of the God that can save
Go DJ's: Every touch of the is like a touch of His grace

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

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 a trip to put a flip on sin
artist: We use our markers and spray
To display the glory of the God can save
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 able to push its ways
It used to be on the low just like
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 when their getting braids
Better get a hold of golden goose
get hold of you
And expose you to some that will oppose the truth
It'll have you thinking you fly, cause of the things you buy
But you die, you'll obtain them new eyes
And see for all the you got you traded the truth
Like who had a birthright he traded for soup
I'm no hater it's true, I know from you God can get a
So you think that you're like Harvard and brains
But God's on to the game, he wants more than a with His name
A long studded chain- a of His Son in a frame

MC's: God us a gift
Made our lips so you can say that He us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we 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 of the God that can save
Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a of His grace

You know I'm theocratic- that's an advocate of His
Emphatic 'cause I'm a addict by I'm in His school
To so I can discern what to burn and what's approved
To be fit and in case God picks up this tool
'Cause my thesis is: Hip-Hop with no Jesus is
a Roscoe's with no chicken or waffles neither
But now a Hip-Hop that Jesus
Has a shot to save a lot from the place 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 reppin' 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

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