Luyện nghe bài hát Industry

Do you remember the time, the purpose and the rhyme, was to see the souls affected.
But now its to man, every and every plan, to whom the praise is directed.
We live out dream, make the crowd scream, but turn to at the sound man,
Since where and when did we stop the word and begin to start checking the sound scan.
Remember when were for souls and rhymes were for flows.
Now we one minute to pray, if even that for each day, but spend 2 hours checkin our clothes.
what to the passion we was having that was sparked in the begining.
but quick to cry, point the speck in your eye, but even quicker to justify our sinning.
we're quick to diss and raise the fist to justify the things we do.
but for every finger we point at them, just remember there's 4 more pointin back at you.
how and did it all begin as ministry turned to industry.
cause did jesus need a manager, label, ditributor, or even a boooking agency.
when troubles came, did he call upon the name, or turn to a lawyer to it.
why do we ask God last, ignore the past, but be the to ask our management.
cause next to him, our glory's dim and pales in comparison.
why does every move we choose seem to around
we can get our on, but yet worry about comin on to strong.
yet we water it down so much there even nothing left to chew on.
become sales, and sales become a salary
give the crowd something to feel, about keepin it real,
but try to keep it to reality.
yet when its all over and the mic is hung and its all and done.
it wont matter how many i won, but only the souls that i have won.
on the other side, will my silly pride me to hold my head up proud .
If I have beef with you then, tell me freind, why should I have a beef wth you now.
At the end of my life when I held that mic did I really truelly it.
if i was phat, Forget if i was whack,
I want to well done my good and faithful servant.