Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to God

Yeah, once again, word up inspirational
KRS-One, Professor Ecks, Dan? Woo
Temple of Hip-Hop, do it

By the sound of the track, you who is back
It's the teacher, of conscious rap
tired of me sayin', "Where hip-hop is at?"
'Cause they know unoriginal, copycats

Watch me this gospel rap, never wack
In fact, I tell you where the is at
TV is whack, they wanna show us Iraq
When the question is, where is Chandra at?

Murdered God and left for dead hip-hop
And admit to Conduit conduct to kill Ecks the dread
And Kris crucified the false
John F. Kennedy to MC's, I draw and cock it

Cock on cops for the love of the art, punish the part, partition
the pause, poison pens penetrate the mental
I walk with Kris so my a temple
Body instrumentals and body your in the body of a God

Just think, just think, if Malcolm X returned
Or Dr. King returned, me what have we learned?
As we takin' our turn, tell me what have we
Or is the ice and the cars our only

Mo' money, mo' money, you be it out
And on TV can't you see you be sellin' us
So in 2010, look to
Who you think they gonna respect, me or

Behold the God in the of the man
Walkin' off water and absorbs in the sand
gets the land, divorcin' the clan, I'm off into sand
Off and I'm slayin' delicate from porcelain hands

Slaughtered the lambs, charge it to the
take hip-hop's name in vain
Disrespectin' the forefathers who
Goddess hurt 'em now, like when Marvin was slain

They don't it, nope, they don't need it, nope
Just weeded and hope, I don't read what you wrote
Best believe they ain't dope, deceivin' these folks
they meaningless quotes, I got my feet on thy throat

What speak is a joke, they really weak and they broke
Have a seat and take notes, on the streets I'm the
MTV is they hope, they repeat they wrote
I'm an MC that won't let tempt me with coke

Nope, flesh of my flesh, by KRS
Used to love her, [Incomprehensible] haven't made a date with death
Follow no man, enslave the Ecks, the student
I vibe with the teacher obliged to drop than heaters

liable to eat us like the survivors of Jesus
Now the blind is the leaders, your styles is
Gets now the brow beateth to underground
The game is overheated, and misunderstood

Word, just a ride in boat with a platinum rope
No they sellin' us out, what's happenin' loc?
this rappin' I won't, 'cause MC'n is dope
If I can't do it for the love do it I won't

How many times we note when these rappers is
Satisfied, why I'm renewin' your hope
Broaden your scope, when cleaned out mind
My rhyme is like a new bar of deoderant

In this land of men, mice and mimes, I right for the laws
Live life Christ, makin' bread from mics and applause
The snakes fight with Tyson like jaws for what's yours
I might win 'em all, me, is it life or it's war?

God, God, God
My God, God, our God
Is God, is God

Change is come, where you goin' to run, but to God?
To God, run to God, run to God, run to God, and let him in your
Change is come, the change is gonna come
Make it change, run to God in your heart

Let God in your heart, he will do the
God in heart
it to God, take it to God God
Take it to my God, your God, it to God

it to God
it to God
it to Gd, take it to God
Just take it to God, run and it God, take it to God