Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

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

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

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

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

It's like the same difference 'cept **** get arraigned
They want the same sentence, **** get to snitchin'
If I could reverse the monsters and turn the razas
And bring back the who was livest

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

New York, set trippin' and
Got the West laughing, now Esco's asking
What happened? My homegirl from upper
She remembers the quarters that's Latin, a lotta

As I walk through the valley, of death
I know that I ain't got time left
And they really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied 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, did they best 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 till I'm dead, so I can sumpthin' red
Like that horse standing on it's legs

Since Arnold and Willis in bunk beds, I wanted bread like Wonder
Not manned-a-wanno the parents of Lionel
Nas is the Ghetto American
No matter what you do you're 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
Like there's no way for a ex-hustler
Cake ya, the X-ray to touch 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, I've enjoyed my fame
then I let ya pick my brain

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

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

As I through the valley shadow of death
I that 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 my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the love gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did best to hate
Oh, let be light

As I walk through the valley shadow of
I that I ain't got much time left
And they don't really wanna see the 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 gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they to hate
Oh, let there be

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