Luyện nghe bài hát Peace God

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

What small the market, Clef
You get up
With what, a friend
I just a twenty-two
Now it's funny you say that
the gun looks bigger than you
Now get your ass back in the
up

From BK to NJ
Crouchin' tiger
go

it
it
God

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

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

Yo peace God, words came from a revelation
Whether you free or you going through
Inhale, exhale herbal meditation, put the arms away
we don't want no confrontation
Not me, I'm talkin' you jerk
'Cause you die your life ain't even worth the paperwork
So, peace God, through war we bring 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 hold on to your
Cause the hollow tip penetrate lead your polyester
Peace god, even though we ice the
the fifth, protect us with a crucifix, Lord
And bless me an extra clip
So just in case one jam my twin from my waistband

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 message to the streets,

God
You gave me the 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

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

Peace God, yo God got the answer
And sorry 'bout ya mom of cancer
But congratulations, I heard you no a runner
You a big man now, the black Montana
But watch out 'cause I wealth bring envy
me I did sing for the Kennedies
Until we meet again feel my words 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 me the voice 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

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 to the streets, y'all