Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

Check, let be light
No banging in New York tonight
Just murals of Smalls, bigger than life
Turn up the kid mic 'cuz ya'll ain't right

What's all this talk that Nas got
I'd rather outline my in white chalk
Ain't nobody been I been, they at a stand still
is all overseen by my man Will

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

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

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

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

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

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

As I walk through the valley, of death
I know I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the in me
Ain't satisfied they 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 they to hate
Oh, let there be

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

Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds, I wanted 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 smart' cuz run away
They say I ain't hungry no more and I don't about 'ye
there's no other way for a ex-hustler
Cake ya, the X-ray splitter to ya, I beg to differ

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

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

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

As I walk through the valley shadow of
I know that I got much time left
And they don't wanna 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 thank the hood for all the they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to
Oh, let be light

As I walk the valley shadow of death
I know I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the in me
Ain't until they see the fool 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 they to hate
Oh, let be light

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