Luyện nghe bài hát Peace God

I'm only
I got no choice but to sling
Yo, who you weight for
Dog, I no rat
'Cause rats get found in the back of garbage
With their taped up
like 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, from a
I just a twenty-two
Now it's you should say that
'Cause the gun looks bigger you
Now get ass back in the house
up

From BK to NJ
Crouchin' tiger
go

it
it
God

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 to the streets, y'all

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

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

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

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

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,

God
You gave me the to speak, God
God
Wyclef Jean 'bout to hit the streets
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 life I was the wrong card
I born this way it just came to be
Sellin' through a alley where the fiends rally
Where the was the President
And the fiend was the voter so they voted for the
And stick ups was natural
It every other day a new gun pointed 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 Tony Montana
But watch out 'cause I wealth bring envy
Trust me I did for the Kennedies
we meet again feel my words through my pen
And stay pure in the of sin

God
You me the voice 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 '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 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 'bout to hit the streets hard
God

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