Luyện nghe bài hát Get You Open

We get you op... we goin' get you open

Ready or not I gotta tell you the top it's on
Christ is God, for Him I've got to rock joint
I was born around the same Hip-Hop was formed
Vacant lots swarmed, kids from the block performed
Soon norm
Rappers and cocky
Went like college and sloppy dorms
But the flows were like poppin' corn
And the would get you hyped like Rocky horns
couldn't understand why Poppy warned
"Stay away" till the day rappers like Biggie and Pac were gone
But Christ came and got me on
Taught me not to trust in the biological clock on
We're in the age the caps are peeled
Even in school young guns'll have you runnin' like and field
And life after the casket's
And that's the deal
His word gets when I grasp the steel
Forget mass appeal my Dad can deal
With making His word something all cats can feel
I'll let grace talk 'cause grace the stray hearts
She's got something in store super like K-Marts

Do you see I see?
Hip-Hop is a drug and got the city plugged like an IV
give it upit's the voice of the streets
It doesn't take a voice and a beat
You can a crowd hyper
Control the souls of a generation kind of like a modern Pied Piper
Face it; today ya favorite the icon
That's hold on you like the wrap of a python
Lights onChrist is the hype
For Him gotta get my write on
So in the streets or in the booth
I'm a get at you, and I'm a prove you don't need the gin and
you don't gottaDROP IT LIKE IT'S HOT
And if you do it you wannaSTOP IT LIKE IT'S NOT
Son if you like the gangsta mind... think of where them wind

Nix smarts
I know one who tricks the
Slick's his art; his canvas is your heart
You're in a spiritual fog and it's and dark
And a spiritual frog you get picked apart
But I One who'll fix the heart
me he'll set you free like the girl from 106 and Park
So shine your like when a wick gets sparked
And if you give him props then the bricks'll talk
We up, we switched the pitch up
The lyrical mixture is fully loaded with
But are fancy and cute
When people can't
say, "ahh you just can't handle the truth."
Nah the bad is; while the gospel's an offense
lack of and substance just adds to it
So leave out the trivial
Moms and can both love itkind of like the cereal Kix