No gang banging in New York tonight Just murals of Biggie Smalls, bigger then life Turn up the kid mic cuz ya'll ain't listening right
What's all this talk that Nas got bought?
I'd rather outline my body in white chalk
Ain't nobody been where I been, they at a stand still This is all overseen by my man Will As I walk through the shadow of death I know that I ain't got much time left And they don't really wanna see the good in me Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me （And I） I know my business, so my sins great （And I） I thank the hood for all the love they gave （And I） Forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate Oh, let there be light This ain't the glorified, just painting the street picture There's no God in sir Bibles, just blunt and switches Gillettes cut pain in kitchen Now every rapper wanna claim he hang with Kenneth ＂Supreme＂ Griffith It's like the same difference cept when ****** get arraigned They don't want the same sentence, ****** get to snitchin If I could reverse the monsters and turn forward the razas And bring back the ****** who was livest Old hustlers, reminscing on better days They home, doing nothing, might as well be in a cage Hating on young brothers, one foot in the grave They used to love us till we found our own way thru the maze New York, set trippin and flaggin Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco's asking What happened? My homegirl from upper Manhattan She remembers the quarters that's Latin, alotta rat-a-tat-tatting This is all overseen by my man Will As I walk through the shadow of death I know that I ain't got much time left And they don't really wanna see the good in me Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me （And I） I know my business, so my sins great （And I） I thank the hood for all the love they gave （And I） Forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate Oh, let there be light The son of the audio cassette era, tech wearer Bullets and begets, Binzbo's speaker terror Till man I get mine till I'm dead, so I can drive sumpthin red Like that horse standing on it's hind legs Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds I wanted bread like Wonder, not manned-a-wanno like the parent of Lionel Nas is the Ghetto American Idol No matter what you do you're never getting my title I can't sound smart cuz ya'll'll run away They say I ain't hungry no more and I don't talk about 'ye Like there's no other way for a ex-hustler Cake ya, the x-ray splitter to touch ya, I beg to differ When you're four years into the game, we can have a conversation Eight years in the game, I invite ya on vacation Ten years in the game, after I've enjoyed my fame Only then I let ya pick my brain, ****** （And I） Right about now （And I） （They don't really know） （And I） （They don't really see）
（No, no, no） We getting real right, ya know? （And I） That is Tre Williams ladies and gentlemen （They should fear no）
（And I）
Focus on good things man, good times, Heh-heh, alright This is all overseen by my man Will As I walk through the shadow of death I know that I ain't got much time left And they don't really wanna see the good in me Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me I know my business, so my sins great I thank the hood for all the love they gave Forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate Oh, let there be light This is all overseen by my man Will As I walk through the shadow of death I know that I ain't got much time left And they don't really wanna see the good in me Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me （And I） I know my business, so my sins great （And I） I thank the hood for all the love they gave （And I） Forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate
Oh, let there be light
Oh let it be, let it be, yeah
Let it be, let it be
[00:02.500]Yeah, check check, testing [00:04.960] [00:06.220]It's clear out there? Yeah [00:08.770] [00:16.350]It's like [00:16.680]I'm hang gliding over the hood, ha [00:17.930] [00:25.820]Never worry （ohhh, no, no, no） [00:28.770] [00:30.940]Check, let there be light [00:33.200] [00:34.040]No gang banging in New York tonight [00:36.130]Just murals of Biggie Smalls, [00:37.680]bigger then life [00:38.830]Turn up the kid mic cuz [00:40.220]ya'll ain't listening right [00:41.140] [00:41.810]What's all this talk that Nas got bought? [00:43.530] [00:44.090]I'd rather outline my body in white chalk [00:45.660] [00:46.930]Ain't nobody been where I been, [00:48.420]they at a stand still [00:49.880]This is all overseen by my man Will [00:51.310]As I walk through the shadow of death [00:54.180]I know that [00:54.840]I ain't got much time left [00:56.980]And they don't really wanna see the good in me [00:59.130]Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me [01:01.980]（And I） [01:02.510]I know my business, so my sins great [01:04.120]（And I） [01:04.900]I thank the hood for all the love they gave [01:07.270]（And I） Forgive 'em all, [01:08.270]they did they best to hate [01:10.270]Oh, let there be light [01:12.730]This ain't the glorified, [01:14.700]just painting the street picture [01:15.370]There's no God in sir Bibles, [01:16.630]just blunt and switches [01:17.840]Gillettes cut pain in kitchen [01:19.800]Now every rapper wanna claim he [01:21.600]hang with Kenneth ＂Supreme＂ Griffith [01:22.910]It's like the same difference cept [01:24.490]when ****** get arraigned [01:25.790]They don't want the same sentence, [01:27.180]****** get to snitchin [01:28.420]If I could reverse the monsters [01:30.060]and turn forward the razas [01:31.460]And bring back the ****** who was livest [01:33.290]Old hustlers, [01:34.330]reminscing on better days [01:36.180]They home, doing nothing, [01:37.190]might as well be in a cage [01:38.810]Hating on young brothers, [01:40.020]one foot in the grave [01:41.150]They used to love us till [01:42.330]we found our own way thru the maze [01:43.740]New York, set trippin and flaggin [01:45.720]Got the West Coast laughing, now Esco's asking [01:48.330]What happened? My homegirl from upper Manhattan [01:50.840]She remembers the quarters that's Latin, [01:52.650]alotta rat-a-tat-tatting [01:53.950]This is all overseen by my man Will [01:55.630]As I walk through the shadow of death [01:57.080]I know that [01:57.920]I ain't got much time left [01:59.480]And they don't really wanna see the good in me [02:01.670]Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me [02:04.500]（And I） [02:04.960]I know my business, so my sins great [02:06.670]（And I） [02:07.570]I thank the hood for all the love they gave [02:09.700]（And I） Forgive 'em all, [02:10.790]they did they best to hate [02:12.680]Oh, let there be light [02:14.880]The son of the audio cassette era, [02:16.380]tech wearer [02:17.220]Bullets and begets, Binzbo's speaker terror [02:19.940]Till man I get mine till I'm dead, [02:21.720]so I can drive sumpthin red [02:23.090]Like that horse standing on it's hind legs [02:24.790]Since Arnold and Willis in they bunk beds [02:26.790]I wanted bread like Wonder, [02:28.090]not manned-a-wanno like the parent of Lionel [02:30.490]Nas is the Ghetto American Idol [02:32.510]No matter what you do [02:33.920]you're never getting my title [02:35.380]I can't sound smart cuz ya'll'll run away [02:37.450]They say I ain't hungry no more [02:39.210]and I don't talk about 'ye [02:40.450]Like there's no other way for a ex-hustler [02:42.550]Cake ya, the x-ray splitter to touch ya, [02:44.740]I beg to differ [02:45.790]When you're four years into the game, [02:47.110]we can have a conversation [02:48.340]Eight years in the game, [02:49.450]I invite ya on vacation [02:50.530]Ten years in the game, [02:51.890]after I've enjoyed my fame [02:53.860]Only then I let ya pick my brain, ****** [02:56.200]（And I） Right about now （And I） [02:59.600]（They don't really know） [03:01.060]（And I） （They don't really see） [03:03.240] [03:03.900]（No, no, no） We getting real right, ya know? [03:06.820]（And I） [03:07.570]That is Tre Williams ladies and gentlemen [03:09.760]（They should fear no） [03:11.190] [03:11.750]（And I） [03:12.330] [03:13.300]Focus on good things man, [03:14.680]good times, Heh-heh, alright [03:16.430]This is all overseen by my man Will [03:18.020]As I walk through the shadow of death [03:19.500]I know that [03:20.080]I ain't got much time left [03:22.020]And they don't really wanna see the good in me [03:24.320]Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me [03:27.260]I know my business, so my sins great [03:29.500]I thank the hood for all the love they gave [03:32.450]Forgive 'em all, [03:33.450]they did they best to hate [03:35.700]Oh, let there be light [03:37.560]This is all overseen by my man Will [03:38.780]As I walk through the shadow of death [03:40.040]I know that [03:40.630]I ain't got much time left [03:42.780]And they don't really wanna see the good in me [03:44.860]Ain't satisfied until they see the fool in me [03:47.650]（And I） [03:48.330]I know my business, so my sins great [03:50.270]（And I） [03:51.200]I thank the hood for all the love they gave [03:53.220]（And I） Forgive 'em all, [03:54.170]they did they best to hate [03:55.760] [03:56.290]Oh, let there be light [04:00.280] [04:02.440]Oh let it be, let it be, yeah [04:06.310] [04:08.150]Let it be, let it be
