Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

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

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

As I walk the valley, shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much 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 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

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

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

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

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

As I walk through the valley, shadow of
I know that I 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 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 to hate
Oh, let be light

The son of the audio era, tech wearer
and begets, Binzbo's speaker terror
Till man I get mine 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 wanted like Wonder
Not manned-a-wanno like the of Lionel
Nas is the Ghetto Idol
No what you do you're never getting my title

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

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 enjoyed my fame
then I let ya pick my brain

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

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

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

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

As I walk through the valley of death
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 great
And I, I the hood for all the love 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