Luyện nghe bài hát Take It to God

Yeah, again, word up urban inspirational
KRS-One, Ecks, whattup Dan? Woo
of Hip-Hop, let's do it

By the sound of the track, you who is back
the teacher, philosopher of conscious rap
Rappers of me sayin', "Where hip-hop is at?"
'Cause they they unoriginal, copycats

Watch me bump gospel rap, never wack
In fact, I tell you where the is at
TV is whack, they wanna show us beatin'
When the question is, where is Levy at?

God and left for dead like hip-hop
And admit to Conduit like conduct to kill Ecks the
And crucified the false prophet
John F. Kennedy to these MC's, I draw and it

Cock on cocky cops for the love of the art, the part, partition
the pause, poison pens penetrate the mental
I walk with Kris so my body's a
Body instrumentals and your squad in the body of a God

Just think, just think, what if X returned
Or Dr. returned, tell me what have we learned?
As we takin' our turn, me what have we earned?
Or is the ice and the cars our only

Mo' money, mo' money, you be it out
And on TV can't you see you be sellin' us
So in 2010, look to
Who you they gonna respect, me or you?

the God in the form of the man
Walkin' off and flesh absorbs in the sand
Moor gets the land, the clan, I'm off into sand
Off and I'm slayin' delicate from porcelain hands

Slaughtered the lambs, charge it to the
Cats take hip-hop's name in
Disrespectin' the forefathers who
Goddess hurt 'em right now, like when Marvin was

They don't want it, nope, they need it, nope
Just stay weeded and hope, I don't what you wrote
Best believe they ain't dope, they these folks
With meaningless quotes, I got my feet on thy throat

What they speak is a joke, they really weak and broke
a seat and take notes, on the streets I'm the Pope
MTV is hope, they repeat what they wrote
I'm an MC that won't let them me with coke

Nope, flesh of my flesh, by KRS
Used to her, they [Incomprehensible] haven't made a date with death
Follow no man, the Ecks, professin' the student
I with the teacher obliged to drop liver than heaters

Lyrics liable to eat us like the survivors of
Now the is the leaders, your styles is egregious
Gets now the brow beateth to emceeth
The is overheated, overweeded and misunderstood

Word, just a ride in they boat a platinum rope
No doubt they sellin' us out, happenin' loc?
this rappin' I won't, 'cause MC'n is dope
If I can't do it for the love then do it I

How many times we note these rappers is dope
Satisfied, that's why I'm your hope
Broaden your scope, cleaned out your mind
My rhyme is a new bar of deoderant soap

In this land of men, and mimes, I holds right for the laws
life like Christ, makin' bread from mics and applause
The snakes fight with Tyson like for what's rightfully yours
I might win 'em all, tell me, is it or it's war?

God, God, God
My God, God, our God
Is God, is God

Change is gonna come, you goin' to run, but to God?
To God, run to God, run to God, run to God, and let him in your
Change is come, the change is gonna come
it your change, run to God in your heart

Let God in your heart, he do the part
God in your
Take it to God, it to God God
it to my God, your God, take it to God

it to God
it to God
Take it to Gd, it to God
take it to God, run and take it God, take it to God