Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to God

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Slaughtered the lambs, it to the game
Cats take hip-hop's in vain
Disrespectin' the who came
Goddess hurt 'em right now, like when 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 they ain't dope, they deceivin' these folks
With they meaningless quotes, I got my feet on thy

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

Nope, of my flesh, blessed by KRS
Used to love her, they [Incomprehensible] haven't made a date death
no man, enslave the Ecks, professin' 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 to underground emceeth
The is overheated, overweeded and misunderstood

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 can't do it for the then do it I won't

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

In this land of men, mice and mimes, I holds right for the
Live life like Christ, makin' bread from mics and
The snakes fight with Tyson like 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, where you 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 heart, he will do the part
God in your
it to God, take it to God God
Take it to my God, God, take 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