Luyện nghe bài hát Peace God

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

What small the market, Clef
You get up
what, from a friend
I just bought a
Now it's you should say that
'Cause the gun looks bigger you
Now get your ass back in the
up

From BK to NJ
tiger style
go

it
it
God

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

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

Yo peace God, words came from a revelation
Whether you free or you going through
Inhale, exhale herbal meditation, put the fire arms
'Cause we don't want no
Not me, I'm talkin' 'bout you
'Cause you die your life ain't even worth the paperwork
So, God, even through war we bring peace
And after the blood shed your first son deceased

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

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

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

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

God, yo only God got the answer
And sorry 'bout ya mom of cancer
But congratulations, I you no longer a runner
You a big man now, the black Tony
But out 'cause I heard wealth bring envy
Trust me I did sing for the
Until we meet feel my words through my pen
And stay in the city of sin

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

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

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

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