Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to God

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

By the sound of the track, you who is back
the teacher, philosopher of conscious rap
Rappers tired of me sayin', "Where is at?"
'Cause they they unoriginal, copycats

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

Murdered God and left for dead like
And admit to like conduct to kill 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,
the pause, poison pens penetrate the mental
I walk with so my body's a temple
Body instrumentals and body your squad in the of a God

Just think, just think, if Malcolm X returned
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 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 they gonna respect, me or

the God in the form 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 arms from hands

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

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

What they speak is a joke, they really and they broke
Have a seat and take notes, on the streets I'm the
MTV is they hope, they what they wrote
I'm an MC that let them tempt me with coke

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

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

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

How times we note when these rappers is dope
Satisfied, that's why I'm renewin' your
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 right for the laws
Live life like Christ, makin' 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, 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 change is 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

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