Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

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

all this talk that Nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my in white chalk
Ain't nobody been where I been, they at a stand
This is all by my man Will

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

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

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

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

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

New York, set trippin' and
Got the West Coast laughing, now asking
What My homegirl from upper Manhattan
She remembers the quarters Latin, a lotta rat-a-tat-tatting

As I through the valley, shadow of death
I that I ain't 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 to hate
Oh, let be light

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

Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds, I wanted bread like Wonder
Not like the parents of Lionel
Nas is the American Idol
No matter what you do never getting my title

I can't sound smart' cuz ya'll'll run
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

you're four years into the game, we can have a conversation
Eight years in the game, I you on vacation
Ten years in the game, I've enjoyed my fame
Only I let ya pick my brain

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

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

As I walk the valley shadow 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 see the fool in me

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

As I walk through the valley shadow of
I that I ain't got much time left
And they don't wanna see the good 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 hood for all the love they
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