Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

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

What's all talk that Nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my body in white
Ain't nobody been I been, they at a stand still
This is all by my man Will

As I walk through the valley, of death
I know that I got much time left
And they don't 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 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let be light

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

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

Old hustlers, reminiscing on days
They home, nothing, might as well be in a cage
Hating on young brothers, one foot in the
They used to love us till we found our own way thru the

New York, set and flaggin'
Got the West Coast laughing, now asking
What happened? My homegirl from upper
She remembers the that's Latin, a lotta rat-a-tat-tatting

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

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

The son of the audio era, tech wearer
and begets, Binzbo's speaker terror
Till man I get mine till I'm dead, so I can drive red
that horse standing on it's hind legs

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

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

When four years into the game, we can have a conversation
years in the game, I invite you on vacation
Ten years in the game, after I've my fame
Only then I let ya my brain

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

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

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

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

As I walk through the valley of death
I know that I got much 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

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