Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to God

Yeah, once again, up urban inspirational
KRS-One, Professor Ecks, whattup 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 they unoriginal,

Watch me bump this gospel rap, never
In fact, I tell you the tracks is at
TV is whack, they wanna us beatin' Iraq
When the is, where is Chandra Levy at?

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

on cocky cops for the love of the art, punish the part, partition
Pardon the pause, poison pens the mental
I walk Kris so my body's a temple
Body instrumentals and body squad in the body of a God

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

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

Behold the God in the of the man
Walkin' off water and absorbs in the sand
Moor 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
Cats take name in vain
the forefathers who came
Goddess hurt 'em right now, when Marvin was slain

They don't want it, nope, they don't need it,
stay weeded and hope, I don't read what you wrote
Best believe they dope, they 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 and take notes, on the streets I'm the Pope
MTV is they hope, they repeat what wrote
I'm an MC that won't let them me with coke

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

Lyrics liable to eat us like the survivors of
Now the blind is the leaders, your is egregious
Gets now the brow beateth to underground
The game is overheated, overweeded and

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

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

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

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

Change is gonna come, 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 gonna come, the is gonna come
Make it your change, run to God in your

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

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