Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

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

What's all this talk Nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my body in white
Ain't been where 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 ain't got much left
And they don't really wanna see the in me
Ain't satisfied until 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, they did they to hate
Oh, let there be

This the glorified, just painting the street picture
There's no God in sir Bibles, just blunt and
Gillette's cut pain in kitchen, now every rapper wanna
He hang with "Supreme" Griffith

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I, I walk through the valley
That is Tre Williams and gentlemen
And I, should fear no
And I, no, no, focus on good man, good times, alright

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

As I walk through the valley shadow of
I know that I got much time left
And don't really wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied until they see the 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 they to hate
Oh, let there be

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