Nas - Let there be light

^Am Yeah,^G check check, testing ^F It's clear out there^Em, yeah ^{Am G F} It's like I'm hang glidin' over the hood^Em, ha ^{Am G} Never worry^F (ohhh, no, no, ^Emno)

Check^Am, let there be light ^GNo gang bangin' in New York tonight Just ^Fmurals of Biggie Smalls, bigger than life Turn ^Emup the kid mic 'cause ya'll ain't listenin' right ^AmWhat's all this talk that Nas got bought? I'd ^Grather outline my body in white chalk ^FAin't nobody been where I been, they at a stand still ^Em This is all overseen by my man Will

As I ^Amwalk through the valley of the shadow of death I ^Gknow that I ain't got much time left And ^Fthey don't really wanna see the good in me Ain't ^Emsatisfied until they see the fool in me And ^AmI know my business, so my sins great And ^GI thank the hood for all the love they gave And ^FI forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate ^Em Oh, let there be light!

This ^Amain't to glorify, just painting a street picture There's ^Gno guidance or Bibles, just blunts and swishers Gil^Flettes cut 'caine in kitchen Now every rapper ^Emwanna claim he hang with Kenneth "Supreme" McGriff, and It's ^Amlike the same difference except when niggas get arraigned They don't ^Gwant the same sentence, niggas get to snitchin If ^FI could reverse demises and turn falls to rises ^EmAnd bring back the niggas who was livest Old ^Amhustlers, reminiscing on better days They ^Ghome, doing nothing, might as well be in a cage Hating ^Fon young brothers, one foot in the grave They used to ^Emlove us till we found our own way through the maze New ^AmYork, set trippin' and flaggin' Got the West Coast ^Glaughin', now Esco's askin', "What happened?" My ^Fhomegirl from upper Manhattan She remembers the ^Emquarters that's Latin, a lot of rat-a-tat-tattin'

As I ^Amwalk through the valley of the shadow of death I ^Gknow that I ain't got much time left And ^Fthey don't really wanna see the good in me Ain't ^Emsatisfied until they see the fool in me And ^AmI know my business, so my sins great And ^GI thank the hood for all the love they gave And ^FI forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate ^Em Oh, let there be light!

The ^Amson of the audio cassette era, TEC wearer ^GBullets and baguettes, Benz Bose Speaker Terror De^Fman I get mine till I'm dead, so I can drive somethin' ^Emred

Since ^AmArnold and Willis in they bunk beds I wanted bread like ^GWonder

^FNas is the Ghetto American Idol No ^Emmatter what you do you're never getting my title I ^Amcan't sound smart, 'cause y'all will run away They say I ^Gain't hungry no more and I don't talk about yay Like there's ^Fno other way for a ex-hustler Cake getter, the ^Emex-wig splitter to touch you, I beg to differ When you're ^Amfour years into the game, we can have a conversation Eight ^Gyears in the game, I invite you on vacation Ten ^Fyears in the game, after I've enjoyed my fame ^EmOnly then I let you pick my brain, niggas

[And ^AmI] Right about now [And ^GI] (They don't really know) [And ^FI] (They don't really see)

^Em(No, no, no) We getting real right, you know? [And ^AmI] (Though I walk through the valley)

[And ^GI] (They should fear no) [And ^FI] (no, no-oh) Focus on good things, man, ^Emgood times, heh-heh, alright

As I ^Amwalk through the valley of the shadow of death I ^Gknow that I ain't got much time left And ^Fthey don't really wanna see the good in me Ain't ^Emsatisfied until they see the fool in me And ^AmI know my business, so my sins great And ^GI thank the hood for all the love they gave And ^FI forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate ^Em Oh, let there be light!

As I ^Amwalk through the valley of the shadow of death I ^Gknow that I ain't got much time left And ^Fthey don't really wanna see the good in me Ain't ^Emsatisfied until they see the fool in me And ^AmI know my business, so my sins great And ^GI thank the hood for all the love they gave And ^FI forgive 'em all, they did they best to hate ^Em Oh, let there be ^Amlight!

^G Oh let it ^Fbe, let it be, ye^Emah Let it ^Ambe, let it be ^{G F Em}