Song | Let There Be Light |
Artist | Nas |
Artist | Tre Williams |
Album | Hip Hop Is Dead |
[00:02.50] | Yeah, check check, testing |
[00:04.96] | |
[00:06.22] | It's clear out there? Yeah |
[00:08.77] | |
[00:16.35] | It's like |
[00:16.68] | I'm hang gliding over the hood, ha |
[00:17.93] | |
[00:25.82] | Never worry (ohhh, no, no, no) |
[00:28.77] | |
[00:30.94] | Check, let there be light |
[00:33.20] | |
[00:34.04] | No gang banging in New York tonight |
[00:36.13] | Just murals of Biggie Smalls, |
[00:37.68] | bigger then life |
[00:38.83] | Turn up the kid mic cuz |
[00:40.22] | ya'll ain't listening right |
[00:41.14] | |
[00:41.81] | What's all this talk that Nas got bought? |
[00:43.53] | |
[00:44.09] | I'd rather outline my body in white chalk |
[00:45.66] | |
[00:46.93] | Ain't nobody been where I been, |
[00:48.42] | they at a stand still |
[00:49.88] | This is all overseen by my man Will |
[00:51.31] | As I walk through the shadow of death |
[00:54.18] | I know that |
[00:54.84] | I ain't got much time left |
[00:56.98] | And they don't really wanna see the good in me |
[00:59.13] | Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me |
[01:01.98] | (And I) |
[01:02.51] | I know my business, so my sins great |
[01:04.12] | (And I) |
[01:04.90] | I thank the hood for all the love they gave |
[01:07.27] | (And I) Forgive 'em all, |
[01:08.27] | they did they best to hate |
[01:10.27] | Oh, let there be light |
[01:12.73] | This ain't the glorified, |
[01:13.50] | just painting the street picture |
[01:14.77] | There's no God in sir Bibles, |
[01:16.03] | just blunt and switches |
[01:17.24] | Gillettes cut pain in kitchen |
[01:19.20] | Now every rapper wanna claim he |
[01:21.00] | hang with Kenneth "Supreme" Griffith |
[01:22.31] | It's like the same difference cept |
[01:23.89] | when niggaz get arraigned |
[01:25.19] | They don't want the same sentence, |
[01:26.58] | niggaz get to snitchin |
[01:27.82] | If I could reverse the monsters |
[01:29.46] | and turn forward the razas |
[01:30.86] | And bring back the niggaz who was livest |
[01:32.69] | Old hustlers, |
[01:33.73] | reminscing on better days |
[01:35.58] | They home, doing nothing, |
[01:36.59] | might as well be in a cage |
[01:38.21] | Hating on young brothers, |
[01:39.42] | one foot in the grave |
[01:40.55] | They used to love us till |
[01:41.73] | we found our own way thru the maze |
[01:43.14] | New York, set trippin and flaggin |
[01:45.12] | Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco's asking |
[01:47.73] | What happened? My homegirl from upper Manhattan |
[01:50.24] | She remembers the quarters that's Latin, |
[01:52.05] | alotta rat-a-tat-tatting |
[01:53.35] | This is all overseen by my man Will |
[01:55.03] | As I walk through the shadow of death |
[01:56.48] | I know that |
[01:57.32] | I ain't got much time left |
[01:58.88] | And they don't really wanna see the good in me |
[02:01.07] | Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me |
[02:03.90] | (And I) |
[02:04.36] | I know my business, so my sins great |
[02:06.07] | (And I) |
[02:06.97] | I thank the hood for all the love they gave |
[02:09.10] | (And I) Forgive 'em all, |
[02:10.19] | they did they best to hate |
[02:12.08] | Oh, let there be light |
[02:14.28] | The son of the audio cassette era, |
[02:15.78] | tech wearer |
[02:16.62] | Bullets and begets, Binzbo's speaker terror |
[02:19.34] | Till man I get mine till I'm dead, |
[02:21.12] | so I can drive sumpthin red |
[02:22.49] | Like that horse standing on it's hind legs |
[02:24.19] | Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds |
[02:26.19] | I wanted bread like Wonder, |
[02:27.49] | not manned-a-wanno like the parent of Lionel |
[02:29.89] | Nas is the Ghetto American Idol |
[02:31.91] | No matter what you do |
[02:33.32] | you're never getting my title |
[02:34.78] | I can't sound smart cuz ya'll'll run away |
[02:36.85] | They say I ain't hungry no more |
[02:38.61] | and I don't talk about 'ye |
[02:39.85] | Like there's no other way for a ex-hustler |
[02:41.95] | Cake ya, the x-ray splitter to touch ya, |
[02:44.14] | I beg to differ |
[02:45.19] | When you're four years into the game, |
[02:46.51] | we can have a conversation |
[02:47.74] | Eight years in the game, |
[02:48.85] | I invite ya on vacation |
[02:49.93] | Ten years in the game, |
[02:51.29] | after I've enjoyed my fame |
[02:53.26] | Only then I let ya pick my brain, niggaz |
[02:55.60] | (And I) Right about now (And I) |
[02:59.00] | (They don't really know) |
[03:00.46] | (And I) (They don't really see) |
[03:02.64] | |
[03:03.30] | (No, no, no) We getting real right, ya know? |
[03:06.22] | (And I) |
[03:06.97] | That is Tre Williams ladies and gentlemen |
[03:09.16] | (They should fear no) |
[03:10.59] | |
[03:11.15] | (And I) |
[03:11.73] | |
[03:12.70] | Focus on good things man, |
[03:14.08] | good times, Heh-heh, alright |
[03:15.83] | This is all overseen by my man Will |
[03:17.42] | As I walk through the shadow of death |
[03:18.90] | I know that |
[03:19.48] | I ain't got much time left |
[03:21.42] | And they don't really wanna see the good in me |
[03:23.72] | Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me |
[03:26.66] | I know my business, so my sins great |
[03:28.90] | I thank the hood for all the love they gave |
[03:31.85] | Forgive 'em all, |
[03:32.85] | they did they best to hate |
[03:35.10] | Oh, let there be light |
[03:36.96] | This is all overseen by my man Will |
[03:38.18] | As I walk through the shadow of death |
[03:39.44] | I know that |
[03:40.03] | I ain't got much time left |
[03:42.18] | And they don't really wanna see the good in me |
[03:44.26] | Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me |
[03:47.05] | (And I) |
[03:47.73] | I know my business, so my sins great |
[03:49.67] | (And I) |
[03:50.60] | I thank the hood for all the love they gave |
[03:52.62] | (And I) Forgive 'em all, |
[03:53.57] | they did they best to hate |
[03:55.16] | |
[03:55.69] | Oh, let there be light |
[03:59.68] | |
[04:01.84] | Oh let it be, let it be, yeah |
[04:05.71] | |
[04:07.55] | Let it be, let it be |
[00:02.50] | Yeah, check check, testing |
[00:04.96] | |
[00:06.22] | It' s clear out there? Yeah |
[00:08.77] | |
[00:16.35] | It' s like |
[00:16.68] | I' m hang gliding over the hood, ha |
[00:17.93] | |
[00:25.82] | Never worry ohhh, no, no, no |
[00:28.77] | |
[00:30.94] | Check, let there be light |
[00:33.20] | |
[00:34.04] | No gang banging in New York tonight |
[00:36.13] | Just murals of Biggie Smalls, |
[00:37.68] | bigger then life |
[00:38.83] | Turn up the kid mic cuz |
[00:40.22] | ya' ll ain' t listening right |
[00:41.14] | |
[00:41.81] | What' s all this talk that Nas got bought? |
[00:43.53] | |
[00:44.09] | I' d rather outline my body in white chalk |
[00:45.66] | |
[00:46.93] | Ain' t nobody been where I been, |
[00:48.42] | they at a stand still |
[00:49.88] | This is all overseen by my man Will |
[00:51.31] | As I walk through the shadow of death |
[00:54.18] | I know that |
[00:54.84] | I ain' t got much time left |
[00:56.98] | And they don' t really wanna see the good in me |
[00:59.13] | Ain' t satisfied until they see the fool in me |
[01:01.98] | And I |
[01:02.51] | I know my business, so my sins great |
[01:04.12] | And I |
[01:04.90] | I thank the hood for all the love they gave |
[01:07.27] | And I Forgive ' em all, |
[01:08.27] | they did they best to hate |
[01:10.27] | Oh, let there be light |
[01:12.73] | This ain' t the glorified, |
[01:13.50] | just painting the street picture |
[01:14.77] | There' s no God in sir Bibles, |
[01:16.03] | just blunt and switches |
[01:17.24] | Gillettes cut pain in kitchen |
[01:19.20] | Now every rapper wanna claim he |
[01:21.00] | hang with Kenneth Supreme Griffith |
[01:22.31] | It' s like the same difference cept |
[01:23.89] | when niggaz get arraigned |
[01:25.19] | They don' t want the same sentence, |
[01:26.58] | niggaz get to snitchin |
[01:27.82] | If I could reverse the monsters |
[01:29.46] | and turn forward the razas |
[01:30.86] | And bring back the niggaz who was livest |
[01:32.69] | Old hustlers, |
[01:33.73] | reminscing on better days |
[01:35.58] | They home, doing nothing, |
[01:36.59] | might as well be in a cage |
[01:38.21] | Hating on young brothers, |
[01:39.42] | one foot in the grave |
[01:40.55] | They used to love us till |
[01:41.73] | we found our own way thru the maze |
[01:43.14] | New York, set trippin and flaggin |
[01:45.12] | Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco' s asking |
[01:47.73] | What happened? My homegirl from upper Manhattan |
[01:50.24] | She remembers the quarters that' s Latin, |
[01:52.05] | alotta ratatattatting |
[01:53.35] | This is all overseen by my man Will |
[01:55.03] | As I walk through the shadow of death |
[01:56.48] | I know that |
[01:57.32] | I ain' t got much time left |
[01:58.88] | And they don' t really wanna see the good in me |
[02:01.07] | Ain' t satisfied until they see the fool in me |
[02:03.90] | And I |
[02:04.36] | I know my business, so my sins great |
[02:06.07] | And I |
[02:06.97] | I thank the hood for all the love they gave |
[02:09.10] | And I Forgive ' em all, |
[02:10.19] | they did they best to hate |
[02:12.08] | Oh, let there be light |
[02:14.28] | The son of the audio cassette era, |
[02:15.78] | tech wearer |
[02:16.62] | Bullets and begets, Binzbo' s speaker terror |
[02:19.34] | Till man I get mine till I' m dead, |
[02:21.12] | so I can drive sumpthin red |
[02:22.49] | Like that horse standing on it' s hind legs |
[02:24.19] | Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds |
[02:26.19] | I wanted bread like Wonder, |
[02:27.49] | not mannedawanno like the parent of Lionel |
[02:29.89] | Nas is the Ghetto American Idol |
[02:31.91] | No matter what you do |
[02:33.32] | you' re never getting my title |
[02:34.78] | I can' t sound smart cuz ya' ll' ll run away |
[02:36.85] | They say I ain' t hungry no more |
[02:38.61] | and I don' t talk about ' ye |
[02:39.85] | Like there' s no other way for a exhustler |
[02:41.95] | Cake ya, the xray splitter to touch ya, |
[02:44.14] | I beg to differ |
[02:45.19] | When you' re four years into the game, |
[02:46.51] | we can have a conversation |
[02:47.74] | Eight years in the game, |
[02:48.85] | I invite ya on vacation |
[02:49.93] | Ten years in the game, |
[02:51.29] | after I' ve enjoyed my fame |
[02:53.26] | Only then I let ya pick my brain, niggaz |
[02:55.60] | And I Right about now And I |
[02:59.00] | They don' t really know |
[03:00.46] | And I They don' t really see |
[03:02.64] | |
[03:03.30] | No, no, no We getting real right, ya know? |
[03:06.22] | And I |
[03:06.97] | That is Tre Williams ladies and gentlemen |
[03:09.16] | They should fear no |
[03:10.59] | |
[03:11.15] | And I |
[03:11.73] | |
[03:12.70] | Focus on good things man, |
[03:14.08] | good times, Hehheh, alright |
[03:15.83] | This is all overseen by my man Will |
[03:17.42] | As I walk through the shadow of death |
[03:18.90] | I know that |
[03:19.48] | I ain' t got much time left |
[03:21.42] | And they don' t really wanna see the good in me |
[03:23.72] | Ain' t satisfied until they see the fool in me |
[03:26.66] | I know my business, so my sins great |
[03:28.90] | I thank the hood for all the love they gave |
[03:31.85] | Forgive ' em all, |
[03:32.85] | they did they best to hate |
[03:35.10] | Oh, let there be light |
[03:36.96] | This is all overseen by my man Will |
[03:38.18] | As I walk through the shadow of death |
[03:39.44] | I know that |
[03:40.03] | I ain' t got much time left |
[03:42.18] | And they don' t really wanna see the good in me |
[03:44.26] | Ain' t satisfied until they see the fool in me |
[03:47.05] | And I |
[03:47.73] | I know my business, so my sins great |
[03:49.67] | And I |
[03:50.60] | I thank the hood for all the love they gave |
[03:52.62] | And I Forgive ' em all, |
[03:53.57] | they did they best to hate |
[03:55.16] | |
[03:55.69] | Oh, let there be light |
[03:59.68] | |
[04:01.84] | Oh let it be, let it be, yeah |
[04:05.71] | |
[04:07.55] | Let it be, let it be |