Luyện nghe bài hát Let There Be Light

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

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

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

As I walk through the valley, of death
I know that I ain't got much left
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 great
And I, I the hood for all the love they gave
And I forgive 'em all, they did they best to
Oh, let be light

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

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

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

New York, set trippin' and
Got the West laughing, now Esco's asking
What happened? My homegirl from upper
She remembers the quarters that's Latin, a lotta

As I walk through the valley, of death
I that I ain't got much time left
And they don't wanna see the good in me
Ain't satisfied 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 they
And I forgive 'em all, they did best to hate
Oh, let be light

The son of the audio cassette era, wearer
Bullets and begets, Binzbo's terror
man I get mine till I'm dead, so I can drive sumpthin' red
Like that horse standing on it's legs

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

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

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

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

And I, I walk through the valley
That is Tre ladies and gentlemen
And I, they fear no
And I, no, no, on good things man, good times, alright

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

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

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