Luyện nghe bài hát "Hostile Gospel

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

Kweli]
I call rappers baby seals, cause they club you to death
I could call 'em Navy SEALs, cause government feds
become of the vets? They drugged up, they fucked up, they in debt
There ain't no love and no respect, it's like a gang it's like a 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 norm a tropical storm, a fuckin disaster
to the topic we on, it all started at Rawkus
They couldn't find the words to describe me so they resort to the
Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad
An or the author of the last chapter
We living in these times of and cholera
Synonymous with the apocalypse, up the clouds is ominous
We got maybe ten years say meteorologists, shit
We waitin for the Congress to acknowledge this~!

[Chorus: Talib Kweli & in the background]
the people want? Please deliver us
We wanna 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 preaching to the - please deliver us
Just keep it real with us, you scared to spill your
Your words rung hollow, we someone to follow

[Talib
You ain't promised tomorrow, so get your up
You can't always just and asks for favors bruh
Stand on your own two, never covet thy stuff
Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and what you bruh
I start a based on general observation
Hip-Hop is not a nation, take it to
Niggaz got a lot to say locked inside the belly of Satan
trial debatin how the hell I got placed in this system
Am I a victim or just a of indoctrination?
exploit it and use me like a movie with product placement
You hear the congregation; this is the gospel
The truth is hard to swallow leave you scarred tomorrow
Keep it honest our motto, these niggaz it bottled
I'm the writer who reach the fighters speeches by Cus D'Amato
DJs to vinyl like "Fuck Serato"
Suppliers who ride around the block, in the custom
Ballin like the 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 like a pimp
Expose the game, treat it like a
fire 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 careful who you eatin
and sleepin with and also who you chiefin
You never know they might've added in ingredients

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

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