Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

Yeah, check, testing
clear out there? Yeah
It's like I'm hang gliding the hood
worry, no, no, oh, no

Check, let be light
No gang banging in New York
murals of Biggie Smalls, bigger than life
Turn up the kid mic 'cuz ya'll ain't listening

all this talk that Nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my body in chalk
Ain't nobody where I been, they at a stand still
This is all overseen by my man

As I through the valley, shadow of death
I know I ain't got much time left
And they don't wanna see the good in me
satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my sins
And I, I thank the for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did best to hate
Oh, let there be

This ain't the glorified, just painting the picture
There's no God in sir Bibles, blunt and switches
Gillette's cut in kitchen, now every rapper wanna claim
He with Kenneth "Supreme" Griffith

It's like the same difference 'cept **** get arraigned
don't want the same sentence, **** get to snitchin'
If I could reverse the monsters and forward the razas
And bring back the who was livest

Old hustlers, reminiscing on better
They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a
on young brothers, one foot in the grave
They used to love us till we our own way thru the maze

New York, set trippin' and
Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco's
What My homegirl from upper Manhattan
She remembers the quarters Latin, a lotta rat-a-tat-tatting

As I through the valley, shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time
And they don't really see the good in me
satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I know my business, so my great
And I, I the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, did they best to hate
Oh, let be light

The son of the audio cassette era, tech
Bullets and begets, speaker terror
Till man I get mine till I'm dead, so I can sumpthin' red
Like that horse standing on it's hind

Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds, I wanted bread like Wonder
Not manned-a-wanno the parents of Lionel
Nas is the Ghetto American
No matter what you do you're never my title

I can't sound cuz ya'll'll run away
They say I ain't hungry no more and I don't about 'ye
Like no other way for a ex-hustler
Cake ya, the X-ray splitter to touch ya, I beg to

When you're four years the game, we can have a conversation
Eight years in the game, I invite you on
Ten years in the game, after enjoyed my fame
then I let ya pick my brain

And I, right now
And I, they really know
And I, they don't really see, I don't even deal with all that
No, no, no, we real right, ya know?

And I, though I through the valley
is Tre Williams ladies and gentlemen
And I, they should no
And I, no, no, focus on good things man, good times,

As I walk through the valley of death
I know that I ain't got time left
And they really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until see the fool in me

And I, I my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did best to hate
Oh, let be light

As I walk through the shadow of death
I know that I ain't got much time
And don't really wanna see the good in me
satisfied until they see the fool in me

And I, I my business, so my sins great
And I, I thank the hood for all the they gave
And I forgive 'em all, did they best to hate
Oh, let be light

Oh, let it be, let it be, yeah,
Let it be, let it be