Luyện nghe bài hát "Hostile Gospel

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

[Talib
I call these rappers baby seals, cause they you to death
I could call 'em Navy SEALs, they government feds
What become of the They drugged up, they fucked up, they in debt
There ain't no love and no respect, like a gang it's like a club or a set
the new WWF
What do you rap or do you wrestle? love to forget
We got til it's gone, you you on, you still hustlin backwards
Your topical a tropical storm, it's a fuckin disaster
Back to the we on, it all started at Rawkus
They couldn't find the words to describe me so they to the shortcuts
Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad
An entertainer or the author of the chapter
We living in times of love and cholera
Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the is ominous
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 live it up, please deliver us
Th-th-this is the, th-th-this is the, this is the gospel
I'm reaching through the - please deliver us
I'm to the choir - please deliver us
Just keep it real with us, you scared to your blood
Your rung hollow, we need someone to follow

[Talib
You ain't tomorrow, so get your paper up
You can't always just and asks for favors bruh
Stand on your own two, covet thy neighbor's stuff
a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin bruh
I a conversation based on general observation
is not a nation, take it to population
Niggaz got a lot to say when locked inside the belly of
Awaitin trial debatin how the I got placed in this system
Am I a or just a product of indoctrination?
They exploit it and use me like a movie with product
You hear the congregation; this is the hostile
The truth is hard to swallow it'll leave you tomorrow
Keep it honest our motto, niggaz keep it bottled
I'm the writer who reach the fighters like speeches by Cus
DJs stickin to vinyl "Fuck Serato"
Suppliers who ride around the block, in the models
Ballin like the struck the lotto you know who the is
A nigga keep it reeich with the stitch and geniuses
I'm not a hipster, but I flip it like a pimp
Expose the game, treat it like a
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 and also who you chiefin with
You never know they might've added in secret

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

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