Luyện nghe bài hát #Ltdbtd (Intro)

My God. My God. My God!
Who let these suckas in the
I must I find it kind of odd
How easily they sell dey' self for fame, like dey that cain
Yea, I I sold the same but never sold my
soul cause I would 'have this world to gain
Mayne, I bad business when I see it
Better be to whom you pledge your allegiance
Left the game 08 I was puttin in my
The game still how I it they coppin my re-releases
all to pieces a sad state of affairs
I feel for the fans, I'm keeping you in my prayers
I before you knockin it seems nobody there
Im bringing to the brothers, somebody has got to care
We dyin everywhere shed a tear when bullets hit em'
I was in his ear, tried to em' wouldn't listen
Now his droppin', momma hoppin in it wit em'
He won't never good for nothin' but Lawd we sho gon em'
em' for the last time, rappin was my pastime
Reupgang tickled them keys like it was
I still say we than y'all by a landslide
But this time I got the Lord ain't no hands
Or pulled punches, no holds
They tried to tell me there's no God
But I been wit' a price, I been brought back to life
And ain't but One who of beared them scars! Jesus!
"And wit that being said, Let The Dead The Dead."