Luyện nghe bài hát "Hostile Gospel

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

[Talib
I call these rappers baby seals, cause they you to death
I could call 'em Navy SEALs, cause government feds
What 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 like a club or a set
the new WWF
What do you rap or do you Niggaz love to forget
We got til gone, you think you on, you still hustlin backwards
Your norm a tropical storm, it's a fuckin disaster
to the topic we on, it all started at Rawkus
They couldn't find the words to describe me so resort to the shortcuts
Is he a backpacker? Is he a mad
An or the author of the last chapter
We living in times of love and cholera
Synonymous with the apocalypse, look up the clouds is
We got maybe ten years left say meteorologists,
We still for the Congress to acknowledge this~!

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

Kweli]
You ain't tomorrow, so get your paper up
You can't always just borrow and asks for bruh
Stand on own two, never covet thy neighbor's stuff
Karma's a bitch so watch your mouth and what you sayin
I start a based on general observation
Hip-Hop is not a nation, it to population
Niggaz got a lot to say when inside the belly of Satan
Awaitin trial how the hell I got placed in this system
Am I a victim or a product of indoctrination?
exploit it and use me like a movie with product placement
You hear the congregation; this is the gospel
The is hard to swallow it'll leave you scarred tomorrow
Keep it honest our motto, niggaz keep 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 nigga keep it reeich the stitch and greedy geniuses
I'm not a hipster, but I flip it like a pimp
Expose the game, treat it a bitch
fire out these hoes, cause they snitch and tap wires while I plead the fifth
You can't trust a in the biz, so be careful who you eatin with
and sleepin and also who you chiefin with
You never know they added in secret ingredients

[Talib
Freedom's a road that's traveled, watch hell unravel
Right before the eyes of the soldier who fell in
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, they close they eyelids
Like, "I bet they neighborhood like this"
kids wishin they black kids, and wanna talk like rappers
It's all backwards it's identity
The industry inside us is vipers with trying to bite us
Drug is the health care providers
We cakin, narcotics outta household products
We ain't workin out 'til we exorcise the demons that's us
Plus they seem to just provide us with enough to hang ourselves
dope to slang 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 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 that I
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 yeah, ohhhhhhhhhh... [ad to fade]