Let There Be Light Lyrics - Hip Hop Is Dead - Nas

Yeah, check check, testing 

It's clear out there? Yeah 

It's like I'm hang-gliding over the hood 

Never worry, no, no, oh, no 

Check, let there be light 

No gang banging in New York tonight 

Just murals of Biggie Smalls, bigger than 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 valley, 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 

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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 

Gillette's cut pain in kitchen, now every rapper wanna claim 

He hang with Kenneth "Supreme" Griffith 

It's like the same difference 'cept when niggaz get arraigned 

They don't want the same sentence, niggaz get to snitchin' 

If I could reverse the monsters and turn forward the razas 

And bring back the niggaz who was livest 

Old hustlers, reminiscing 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 

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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, a lotta rat-a-tat-tatting 

As I walk through the valley, 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 parents 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 you on vacation 

Ten years in the game, after I've enjoyed my fame 

Only then I let ya pick my brain, niggaz 

And I, right about now 

And I, they don't really know 

And I, they don't really see, I don't even deal with all that garbage 

No, no, no, we getting real right, ya know? 

And I, though I walk through the valley 

That is Tre Williams ladies and gentlemen 

And I, they should fear no 

And I, no, no, focus on good things man, good times, alright 

As I walk through the valley 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 

As I walk through the valley 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, yeah 

Let it be, let it be