Luyện nghe bài hát Peace God

I'm eight
I got no choice but to crack
Yo, who you pushin' for
Dog, I no rat
rats get found in the back of garbage trucks
With their mouth up
like sittin' ducks
Well you don't look a sittin' duck and your mouth ain't taped up

What more the market, Clef
You get up
what, from a friend
I bought a twenty-two
Now funny you should say that
'Cause the gun looks bigger you
Now get ass back in the house
up

From BK to NJ
Crouchin' style
go

it
it
God

God
You me the voice to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean to hit the streets hard
God

You me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade, my to the streets, y'all

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the hard
God

You gave me the to speak, God
Masquerade, my to the streets, y'all

Yo peace God, these words from a revelation
you free or you going through incarceration
Inhale, exhale herbal meditation, put the arms away
'Cause we don't want no
Not me, I'm talkin' you jerk
'Cause when you die your life even worth the paperwork
So, peace God, even through war we peace
And after the blood then your first son deceased

And you will I'm the beginning of the end
The Alpha, Omega, the present, and the
So on to your Winchester
Cause the hollow tip penetrate lead your polyester
Peace god, even though we ice the
Guzzle the fifth, protect us with a crucifix,
And bless me with an clip
So just in one jam release my twin from my waistband

God
You me the voice to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the hard
God

You gave me the to speak, God
Masquerade, my message to the streets,

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the hard
God

You me the voice to speak, God
Masquerade, my message to the streets,

Ay, yo peace God, I tryin' to see the graveyard
But in this game of life I was the wrong card
I wasn't this way it just came to be
crack through a alley where the fiends rally
Where the dealer was the
And the fiend was the voter so voted for the Government
And stick ups was only
It seem every other day a new gun at you

God, yo only God got the answer
And 'bout ya mom dyin' of cancer
But congratulations, I heard you no longer a
You a big man now, the Tony Montana
But watch out 'cause I heard bring envy
Trust me I did for the Kennedies
Until we again feel my words through my pen
And stay pure in the of sin

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the hard
God

You gave me the to speak, God
Masquerade, my message to the streets,

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef 'bout to hit the streets hard
God

You gave me the to speak, God
Masquerade, my message to the streets,

God
You me the voice to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the hard
God

You gave me the to speak, God
Masquerade, my to the streets, y'all

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef 'bout to hit the streets hard
God

You gave me the to speak, God
Masquerade, my to the streets, y'all