Luyện nghe bài hát Explanation (Interlude)

MC's: God us a gift
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 a trip to put a flip on sin
To display the glory of the God that can
Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is a touch of His grace

I've got a riddle- what went little to larger than you thought
Adults and youth both it- it started in New York
Mostly Black and Hispanic, but now in Iraq and Iran
In Japan in it inhabits the planet
Man this has expanded- went from wild entertainment
To a global culture that molds ya, 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 popular flip flopped
Odd but it's it's now toppin' the charts along with rock
It's properly as a street phenomenon
Local to those who peep the economics 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 boast in it, like it's the
Ultimately nothin' is the ultimate till God hold of it

God gave us a gift
Made our lips so you can say He made us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: 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: touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace

Note the power of the culture- it seems to get
ghetto-made and it's 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 has embraced
I no longer get amazed their getting braids
Better get a hold of this golden
get hold of you
And expose you to things that will oppose the truth
have you thinking you fly, cause of the things that you buy
But when you die, you'll obtain them new
And see for all the you got you traded the truth
Like Esau who had a birthright he traded for
I'm no hater true, I know from you God can get a thanks
So you think that you're connected like Harvard and
But God's on to the game, he wants more than a song His name
A studded chain- a picture of His Son in a frame

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

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

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 a trip to put a flip on sin
To display the glory of the God that can
Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a touch of His