Luyện nghe bài hát "Hostile Gospel

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

Kweli]
I call these rappers baby seals, they club you to death
I could 'em Navy SEALs, cause they government feds
What become of the vets? They drugged up, they fucked up, they in
There ain't no 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 it's gone, you think you on, you still hustlin
Your topical a tropical storm, it's a fuckin disaster
Back to the topic we on, it all started at
They couldn't find the words to describe me so they resort to the
Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad
An entertainer or the author of the chapter
We in these times of love and cholera
Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the is ominous
We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists,
We still for the Congress to acknowledge this~!

[Chorus: Talib & singers in the background]
What the people 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 fire - please us
I'm preaching to the - please deliver us
Just it real with us, you scared to spill your blood
Your words rung hollow, we need to follow

[Talib
You ain't promised tomorrow, so get your up
You always just borrow and asks for favors bruh
Stand on your own two, never covet thy neighbor's
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 inside the belly of Satan
Awaitin trial debatin how the hell I got in this system
Am I a victim or 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 it'll leave you scarred tomorrow
Keep it honest our motto, niggaz keep it bottled
I'm the writer who reach the like speeches by Cus D'Amato
DJs stickin to like "Fuck Serato"
Suppliers who ride the block, in the custom models
Ballin like the struck the lotto you 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, treat it like a
Smack out these hoes, cause they snitch and tap wires while I plead the fifth
You trust a soul in the biz, so be careful who you eatin with
and sleepin and also who you chiefin with
You never know they might've added in 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 raised her daughter to bear the water
And not the hand of every man who make a offer
To black kids wishin they white kids, when they close they
Like, "I bet they ain't like this"
White kids they black kids, and wanna talk like rappers
It's all backwards it's crisis
The industry inside us is vipers with fangs trying to us
Drug is the health care providers
We cakin, narcotics outta household products
We workin out 'til we exorcise the demons that's inside us
Plus they seem to provide us with enough rope to hang ourselves
Enough dope to ourselves, enough toast to bang ourselves
It's officially nigga season, these is bleedin
That's why I'm freedom we had enough of trigger squeezin

[Outro:
In these tryin and times
All I need is to be
I do it on my own
can you deliver me?
There are trials to come
It's salvation I need
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, ohhhhhhhhhh... [ad libs to fade]