Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

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

What's all this talk Nas got bought?
I'd rather my body in white 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, of death
I know I ain't got much time left
And they don't wanna 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 love they
And I forgive 'em all, did they 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 in kitchen, now every rapper wanna claim
He hang with Kenneth "Supreme"

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

Old hustlers, on better days
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 our own way thru the maze

New York, set and flaggin'
Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco's
What happened? My homegirl from 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 time
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 thank the hood for all the they gave
And I 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be

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

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

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

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

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

And I, though I 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 shadow of
I know that I ain't got much time
And they don't really 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 thank the for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did best to hate
Oh, let be light

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

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