Luyện nghe bài hát Bamboo And Serpents

New York New
New New York

Even the days can have a little rain
These ring through my brain as I ride this train
Sliding swift through the underbelly of city
Just and looking on
Thinking how many people have been in this same spot
With their thoughts
Just lost in the of the tracks
Escaping just for a any problem or regret they've ever had
We hit a bump and my mind back
I look up to see a little boy with a blue hat
calm with confusion in his eyes
Looking up to a broken trying not to cry
Right across them
Two seats from me
Sit's a ghetto bred youth labeled in the color
Looking like an militant in his 3x tee and jeans
He got off at the same as me
But he going
I stopped to a man sing so hard
It like his words were about to bleed
With the he was verbally painting
As his guitar screamed with him
So I dropped a five and about my life
Hitting the streets a rhythm without a beat
Looking up to the city me
Watching buildings scraping the sky so
I wonder if the are keeping down the NY

New York New
New York streets these New York streets
New New York
Are me guiding me
New New York

White covers the cotton of my black gloves
Taking in the faces and the changes of the walking past us
Look
in shelters, brokers and sellers, drifters and dwellers, stock
market
neglected
It's like we swallow the but cant seem to digest it
So I push forward Maples hang head
Across the the skies are dark decipher words in my breath
I it all
The jakes in blue, rich men in suits, Pols and Jews, the loop
thoughts
Read the signs and decide to head north blocks
Stuyvesant street
The on East River seaside
Peace signs murals, Tompkins Park the snow is knee high
I've reached the were streets collide
beanie to the side a skull cap dressed
Amongst the New sketch
I sit and stare in the snow the building steps

New New York
New York streets these New York streets
New New York
Are me guiding me
New York New

I can feel the snow freezing the back of my head as I sit upon the
of this
time creep by
I let my mind slide static lines
Until this guy who jus bought a dime me for a light
But doesn't wait for a reply he just inside
So I forget about him, get up and start down the street
Staring up at these empty frozen
In this city above Avenue B
Where if you to your left
You'll see a man getting jacked right the Christmas weeks
Because honest men aren't the only men with
And it's easier to rob a man then to for him
Now past Stuyvesant, I'm heading down to the last this alphabet
got
But I stop to watch a cop drop nine shots in a
Coming my way, hoping a don't come ruin my day
I stay stuck for luck to ask death to wait
And he listens as I go about my
Wondering destination I'm feeling, where can I head now?
some blocks and a bridge out
Five stare down
As I hear cans clack with a tips

New New York
These New York these New York streets
New York New
Are me guiding me
New York New

Black over the hood I'm on the corner with the thugs
foot steps under the moon as they assume I'm slanging drugs
Empty whiskey bottles in the fiends collected
Under the tracks girl Camels smoke screen ingested
Shake my head but move on count my steps a little
Jackson Ave 5 points pad walls sprayed up and serpents
Queens blocks subtracting street signs backwards 40
Smoke from my burnt lips as the projects move towards me
Under the sunsets buses spew ash in thee air
up the steps and through the gates welcomed by passavive's

Look to the stacks icy snow fall with the brick swift
Y's on the river front 23rd and Queens

New New York
New York streets these New York streets
New New York
Are me guiding me
New New York

In the middle of Queens my minds gone sick blinded by street

Coupled with a night
Brick buildings and a sky
Hard to fathom and imagine of this hood use to pass by
I walk through this
Drop my head and get lost in past
Fall out of consciousness back fit my last words in
Stand still mother fucker I'll empty my
Trying to think quick why you got to do
this the life we live, I got kids to feed and bills to pay
Man I'm sorry bout troubles
But you think I got a to my name?
Quit talking your bullshit empty your damn pockets
Ill this trigger and body you motherfucker