Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to God

Yeah, once again, up urban inspirational
KRS-One, Professor Ecks, whattup Woo
of Hip-Hop, let's do it

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

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

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

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

Just think, think, what if Malcolm X returned
Or Dr. returned, tell me what have we learned?
As we takin' our turn, me what have we earned?
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 they gonna respect, me or you?

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

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

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

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

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

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

Word, just a ride in they boat a platinum rope
No doubt sellin' us out, what's happenin' loc?
Quit this rappin' I won't, MC'n is dope
If I do it for the love then 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 your
My rhyme is like a new bar of deoderant

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

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

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

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

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