Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to God

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

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

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

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

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

Just think, just think, what if Malcolm X
Or Dr. King returned, tell me what we learned?
As we takin' our turn, tell me what 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 us out?
So in 2010, look to
Who you think gonna respect, me or you?

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

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

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

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

Nope, flesh of my flesh, 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 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 emceeth
The is overheated, overweeded and misunderstood

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

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

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

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

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

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