Luyện nghe bài hát Kingdom Remix

Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah)
Ooh (sing)
Help me get, get the to the kingdom (yeah)
Ooh
Ah yes, my Lord, Ah, Oh
(And the say)
(And the say)
(And we all say)
Ah yes, my Lord, Ah, Oh
(And the say)
(And the say)
(And we all say)

[Verse 1:
My money ain't straight, my fam straight
Ain't wanna push kis, heaven wait
I was hurtin', couldn't get no
You created me from dust, that's why I did
You said that the last be first
Now I'm in a hearse, what's this cash really
My whole I had to worry about eatin'
I ain't time to think about what I believe in
When the of the kingdom for Chicago gon' come?
I'm back like the Prodigal Son, and I got a son
And I want my waves following him, the streets swallowing him
And I don't want no hollows in him, his momma said she see his in him
Hope the good things, 'til life was over is when I understood things
Standing at the gates 'cause I know forgiven what I've done
I'm your son, do I have the to get in?

[Verse 2: Staples]
Sweet Jesus, tell the polices to let a nigga breathe
My sinning father see, got a shipment by the
See my niggas eat, eat whatever's on your plate
some for me, the worst things in life come sitting six feet
Tryna hop the gate to 'cause I couldn't get a key
But these niggas play for keeps and I hold my own
Tryna watch my back 'cause these stripes free
We still wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the
Leina took a puff and she gave it to my father
Used to take the bullets out so I could play with the
Satan ever since I was a toddler
'em talk is cheap, niggas living for the dollar
So in God we trust, leave the praying to my though
motherfucker out of control, just walking my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, they wasn't for show, I promise pistol was used
See I was waking up afraid to see my on the news
day, bare faced, giving niggas the blues
Nigga who you? They know me on the streets where I
If you ain't from around here you get gunned here
Make the best from the least on the quest for them
To the

[Verse 3: Jay
Nas hit me up on the phone "Peace, Isa
You you need to preach how the pyramids of Giza
Alone Easter
of sniffing lines, popping thongs in Ibiza, Ether
Nigga, are we not thy keeper?"
Akbar, abracadabra
We used what we had to alive like MacGyver
Started from the bottom, now we really, really
Started kinda blurry, now we really, really
It's the Nat King unforgettable, black on a pedestal
The way he made into edibles was incredible
Verbs and spices, giving life out to the
Christ out to the Christ-less
My handle with the dices been documented as
I roll 7's
Devils who used to laugh at me bow to me
Rappers I gave birth to at the God, blasphemy
Told these motherfuckers to never DeGrassi me
This goes out to that choose to use
Disrespectful views on Jews
The chosen people of God getting and abused
In the streets and the news by the of Yakub
The synagogues of Satan keep us confused
how we lose, niggas got the ill street blues
From Chiraq to
Me and Common dropping like the baby planes as we establish the kingdom