Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

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

What's all talk that Nas got bought?
I'd rather my body in white chalk
nobody been where I been, they at a stand still
This is all overseen by my man

As I walk through the valley, of death
I that 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 sins
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

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

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

Old hustlers, reminiscing on better
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 trippin' and
Got the West laughing, now Esco's asking
What happened? My homegirl from upper
She the quarters that's Latin, a lotta rat-a-tat-tatting

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

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

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

I can't sound smart' cuz run away
They say I ain't hungry no and I don't 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 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 enjoyed my fame
Only then I let ya pick my

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 right, ya know?

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

As I walk through the shadow 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 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 that I ain't got much left
And don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the 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 there be

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