Luyện nghe bài hát "Hostile Gospel

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

Kweli]
I call these rappers baby seals, cause club you to death
I could 'em Navy SEALs, cause they government feds
What become of the vets? They drugged up, they 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? love to forget
We got til gone, you think you on, you still hustlin backwards
Your topical norm a tropical storm, it's a fuckin
Back to the topic we on, it all at Rawkus
They couldn't find the to describe me so they resort to the shortcuts
Is he a Is he a mad rapper?
An entertainer or the of the last chapter
We living in times of love and cholera
with the apocalypse, look up the clouds is ominous
We got maybe ten left say meteorologists, shit
We waitin for the Congress to acknowledge this~!

[Chorus: Talib Kweli & in the background]
What the people Please deliver us
We wanna live it up, please us
is the, th-th-this is the, this is the hostile gospel
I'm reaching through the - please 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 someone to

[Talib
You ain't tomorrow, so get your paper up
You can't always just borrow and for favors bruh
Stand on your own two, never covet thy neighbor's
Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and you sayin bruh
I a conversation based on general observation
Hip-Hop is not a nation, it to population
Niggaz got a lot to say when locked inside the of Satan
Awaitin debatin how the hell I got placed in this system
Am I a or just a product of indoctrination?
They it and use me like a movie with product placement
You hear the congregation; this is the hostile
The is hard to swallow it'll leave you scarred tomorrow
Keep it honest our motto, these niggaz keep it
I'm the writer who reach the fighters like speeches by Cus
DJs stickin to vinyl "Fuck Serato"
Suppliers who ride the block, in the custom models
Ballin like the the lotto you know who the cleanest is
A nigga keep it reeich 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 fire out these hoes, cause they and tap wires while I plead the fifth
You trust a soul in the biz, so be careful who you eatin with
and sleepin with and also who you chiefin
You know they might've added in secret ingredients

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

[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 to come
It's salvation that I
So I'm to the sky
can you deliver me?
us...
Deliver us,
us, ohhhhhhhhhh
Oh, us
us
Ohhhhh us yes
us, deliver us, deliver us
Yeah yeah yeah, ohhhhhhhhhh... [ad to fade]