Luyện nghe bài hát "Hostile Gospel

(Talib Kweli)
And what the say? We wanna live it up
And what the people want? Please us
And what the people Hey...
I got that,

Kweli]
I call these baby seals, cause they club you to death
I call 'em Navy SEALs, cause they government feds
What become of the vets? They drugged up, fucked up, they in debt
ain't no love and no respect, it's like a gang it's like a club or a set
the new WWF
What do you rap or do you wrestle? Niggaz to forget
We got til it's gone, you think you on, you still hustlin
Your topical norm a storm, it's a fuckin disaster
Back to the topic we on, it all at Rawkus
They couldn't the words to describe me so they resort to the shortcuts
Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad
An or the author of the last chapter
We in these times of love and cholera
Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the clouds is
We got ten years left say meteorologists, shit
We waitin for the Congress to acknowledge this~!

[Chorus: Kweli & singers in the background]
What the people want? deliver us
We wanna live it up, deliver us
Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, is the hostile gospel
I'm reaching through the fire - deliver us
I'm preaching to the choir - please us
Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your
Your words rung hollow, we need to follow

Kweli]
You ain't promised tomorrow, so get paper up
You always just borrow and asks for favors bruh
Stand on own two, never covet thy neighbor's stuff
Karma's a so watch your mouth and what you sayin bruh
I start a based on general observation
is not a nation, take it to population
Niggaz got a lot to say when inside the belly of Satan
Awaitin trial debatin how the hell I got in this system
Am I a or just a product of indoctrination?
They exploit it and use me like a movie product placement
You hear the this is the hostile gospel
The truth is hard to swallow it'll you scarred tomorrow
it honest our motto, these niggaz keep it bottled
I'm the writer who reach the fighters like speeches by Cus
DJs stickin to like "Fuck Serato"
Suppliers who ride around the block, in the custom
Ballin the struck the lotto you know who the cleanest is
A keep it reeich with the stitch and greedy geniuses
I'm not a hipster, but I flip it a sneaker pimp
Expose the game, it like a bitch
Smack out these hoes, cause they snitch and tap wires while I plead the fifth
You can't trust a soul in the biz, so be who you eatin with
and sleepin with and who you chiefin with
You know they might've added in secret ingredients

[Talib
Freedom's a road that's seldom traveled, watch unravel
Right before the eyes of the who fell in battle
The single mother who her daughter to bear the sacred water
And not take the hand of every man who a offer
To black wishin they white kids, when they close they eyelids
Like, "I bet they neighborhood like this"
White kids wishin they black kids, and wanna talk rappers
It's all it's identity crisis
The industry inside us is vipers with trying to bite us
Drug suppliers is the health care
We cakin, makin narcotics outta household
We ain't workin out 'til we exorcise the that's inside us
Plus they to just provide us with enough rope to hang ourselves
Enough dope to slang ourselves, enough toast to bang
It's officially nigga season, these is bleedin
That's why I'm spittin we had enough of trigger squeezin

[Outro:
In tryin days and times
All I is to be free
I do it on my own
can you deliver me?
There are still to come
salvation that I need
So I'm to the sky
can you deliver me?
us...
Deliver us,
Deliver us,
Oh, us
us
Ohhhhh us yes
us, deliver us, deliver us
Yeah yeah yeah, ohhhhhhhhhh... [ad to fade]