Luyện nghe bài hát Explanation (Interlude)

MC's: God gave us a
Made our so you can say that He made us to spit
B-boys, Yeah we flip and spin
But for the One who a trip to put a flip on sin
To display the of the God that can save
Go DJ's: touch of the plates is like a touch of His grace

I've got a riddle- what went from to larger than you thought
and youth both support it- it started in New York
Mostly Black and Hispanic, but now in Iraq and Iran
In in fact it inhabits the planet
Man this thing has expanded- went wild entertainment
To a culture that molds ya, with a style and a language
Now thing is no stranger it's mainstream, it's the disc jock
The rapper, graffiti artist, the breaker- Hip-Hop!
Yes- the leading cause of why music flip flopped
Odd but it's it's now toppin' the charts along with rock
It's properly as a street phenomenon
Local to global who peep the economics find
If you're looking for a treasure hip hop is the soil
It was underground but now it's found like you strike oil
But can't boast in it, like the ultimate
Ultimately is the ultimate till God gets hold of it

MC's: God us a gift
Made our lips so you can say that He us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: Yeah we and spin
But for the One who made a to put a flip on sin
Graf artist: We use our markers and
To the glory of the God that can save
Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a touch of His

Note the power of the it seems to get obeyed
It's ghetto-made and it's able to its ghetto ways
It used to be on the low just like
Now instead it's on the cutting like a set of blades
Every place has been set every race has embraced
I no longer get amazed when getting braids
Better get a hold of this goose
It'll get of you
And expose you to things that will oppose the truth
It'll have you thinking you fly, cause of the that you buy
But when you die, you'll obtain new eyes
And see for all the hoopla you got you traded the
Like Esau who had a birthright he traded for
I'm no hater it's true, I know from you God can get a
So you think that you're connected like Harvard and
But God's on to the game, he wants than a song with His name
A long studded chain- a picture of His Son in a

MC's: God gave us a
Made our so you can say that He made us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: we flip and spin
But for the One who made a trip to put a on sin
Graf We use our markers and spray
To display the glory of the God can save
Go DJ's: Every touch of the is like a touch of His grace

You know I'm that's an advocate of His rule
Emphatic I'm a addict by habit I'm in His school
To learn so I can discern what to burn and approved
To be fit and equipped in case God picks up tool
'Cause my whole thesis is: Hip-Hop no Jesus is
Like a Roscoe's with no or waffles neither
But now a Hip-Hop that knows
Has a shot to save a lot from the place that's hot with no breezes
hip-hop bows since Hip-Hop vows
To use hip-hop style for the hip-hop crowd
We can see missions 'cause to Hip-Hop the world listens
Listen, I'm not insistin' we're the world Christians
I'm settin' the aim
Wantin' to see everything breath reppin' and spreading His fame
Catch us His name cause for our debt He was hanged
His blood's a token of love; let's start His train

God gave us a gift
Made our lips so you can say He made us to spit
B-boys, B-girls: we flip and spin
But for the One who made a to put a flip on sin
To display the glory of the God that can
Go DJ's: Every touch of the plates is like a of His grace