Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

Yeah, check check,
It's clear out there?
It's I'm hang gliding over the hood
worry, no, no, oh, no

Check, let be light
No gang banging in New tonight
Just of Biggie Smalls, bigger than life
Turn up the kid mic 'cuz ain't listening right

What's all this talk that Nas got
I'd rather outline my body in chalk
Ain't been where I been, they at a stand still
This is all by my man Will

As I walk through the valley, shadow of
I know that I ain't got much time
And they don't really wanna see the in me
Ain't until they see the fool in me

And I, I my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to
Oh, let there be

This ain't the glorified, just painting the street
There's no God in sir Bibles, blunt and switches
Gillette's cut pain in kitchen, now every wanna claim
He hang with Kenneth "Supreme"

It's like the same difference 'cept when **** get
They don't want the same sentence, **** get to
If I could reverse the monsters and turn the razas
And bring the **** who was livest

Old hustlers, reminiscing on better
They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a
Hating on brothers, one foot in the grave
They used to love us till we found our own way thru the

New York, set and flaggin'
Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco's
What happened? My homegirl upper Manhattan
She remembers the quarters Latin, a lotta rat-a-tat-tatting

As I through the valley, shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much left
And they don't really see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my great
And I, I the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did best to hate
Oh, let be light

The son of the audio cassette era, wearer
Bullets and begets, Binzbo's terror
Till man I get till I'm dead, so I can drive sumpthin' red
Like that horse standing on hind legs

Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds, I bread like Wonder
Not manned-a-wanno like the parents of
Nas is the Ghetto American
No what you do you're never getting my title

I can't sound cuz ya'll'll run away
say I ain't hungry no more and I don't talk about 'ye
Like no other way for a ex-hustler
Cake ya, the X-ray splitter to touch ya, I beg to

When you're four years into the game, we can a conversation
Eight years in the game, I invite you on
Ten years in the game, after I've my fame
Only then I let ya my brain

And I, about now
And I, they don't really
And I, they don't really see, I even deal with all that garbage
No, no, no, we getting right, ya know?

And I, I walk through the valley
is Tre Williams ladies and gentlemen
And I, should fear no
And I, no, no, focus on good things man, times, alright

As I walk through the valley of death
I know that I ain't got time left
And they don't wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins
And I, I thank the hood for all the love gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did best to hate
Oh, let be light

As I through the valley shadow of death
I know I ain't got much time left
And they don't really see the good in me
Ain't satisfied they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my great
And I, I thank the hood for all the they gave
And I forgive 'em all, did they best to hate
Oh, let there be

Oh, let it be, let it be, yeah,
Let it be, let it be