Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

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

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

As I walk through the valley, of death
I know that I ain't got much left
And they really 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 they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did best to hate
Oh, let there be

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Since Arnold and Willis in they beds, I wanted bread like Wonder
Not manned-a-wanno like the of Lionel
Nas is the American Idol
No matter what you do you're getting my title

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

When four years into the game, we can have a conversation
years in the game, I invite you on vacation
Ten years in the game, after enjoyed my fame
Only I let ya pick my brain

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

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

As I walk the valley shadow of death
I know that I ain't got time left
And they really 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 for all the love they gave
And I 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be

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

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

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