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 ain't straight, my fam ain't straight
Ain't push kis, heaven couldn't wait
I was hurtin', couldn't get no
You me from dust, that's why I did dirt
You said that the last shall be
Now I'm in a hearse, this cash really worth?
My life I had to worry about eatin'
I ain't have time to think about I believe in
When the days of the for Chicago gon' come?
I'm coming like the Prodigal Son, and I got a son
And I don't want my waves following him, the swallowing him
And I want no hollows in him, his momma said she see his father in him
Hope it's the things, 'til life was over is when I understood things
Standing at the 'cause I know you've forgiven what I've done
I'm son, do I have the keys to get in?

[Verse 2: Staples]
Sweet Lord Jesus, tell the polices to let a breathe
My sinning see, got a shipment by the seas
See my tryna eat, eat whatever's on your plate
Save some for me, the worst things in life sitting six feet
Tryna hop the to heaven '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 ain't
We wading in the water, cocaine, blunts, marinating in the water
Leina took a puff and she gave it to my father
Used to take the bullets out so I play with the revolver
Satan serenading ever since I was a
Tell 'em talk is cheap, niggas for the dollar
So in God we trust, leave the to my momma though
Another motherfucker out of control, walking my soles low
Lit up with the abuse, they wasn't for show, I every pistol was used
See I was waking up afraid to see my name on the
Broad day, faced, giving niggas the blues
Nigga who you? They know me on the where I grew
If you from around here you get gunned down here
Make the best the least on the quest for them keys
To the

[Verse 3: Jay
Nas hit me up on the like "Peace, Isa
You you need to preach how the pyramids of Giza
condemn Easter
Instead of sniffing lines, popping thongs in Ibiza,
Nigga, are we not thy keeper?"
Akbar, abracadabra
We used what we had to stay like MacGyver
from the bottom, now we really, really here
Started blurry, now we really, really clear
It's the Nat King unforgettable, king on a pedestal
The way he made words into edibles was
Verbs and spices, life out to the lifeless
Giving out to the Christ-less
My handle the dices been documented as priceless
I 7's naturally
Devils who to laugh at me bow to me internationally
Rappers I birth to shot at the God, blasphemy
Told these motherfuckers to never Jimmy me
This out to those that choose to use
Disrespectful views on Jews
The chosen people of God getting and abused
In the and the news by the seed of Yakub
The synagogues of wanna keep us confused
That's how we lose, got the ill street blues
From Chiraq to
Me and Common bombs like the baby planes as we establish the kingdom