Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Rain

Lets try new
It's been a time coming!
Let me try something new
Hey yo Ski!
What you ever do,
on!
Yo, what we it for?

[Talib Kweli - 1]
This is for all the and the hipsters
and the fashionistas
Spiritual leaders practicing all the of attraction
The teachers who read the
the back of a G?
That be bustin off Lama's or flashing heaters
the of the boosters
With the shooting, the thugging and all the booning and
and all the crooning, and cooning and auto-tuning,
You be tellin, to consumers I'm helping them to see through it
get this new movement,
move it!

Feel the cold
Still I'm standing here
Even the winter days

[Talib - Verse 1]
Yeah I'm a product of
the blocks where he rocking a feds like J Electronica
drop and this a lock
if he promises the heart is
whether or Mohammad
of where the Mosque is (word)
They hope for the Apocalypse a self-fulfilling prophecy
Tell me when do we it?
Do they ask you religion before you rent an apartment?
Is the answer burning
So that we can Islamics?
The end upon us with a tag, a trending topic
You take away the freedoms we invite in the game
Then you disrespect the soldiers; you ask to die in vein
In a praying for rain
The like a drug, and they tend to take it to vein
It for the well-behaved
The soundtrack for when you're great but its more for when you've felt
More than your average
So you of felt the way
The brain is like a cage, you a slave, that's why lovin' you
This is the book that Eli that start a K-W.

[Talib Kweli - 2]
I do it for the trappers, other
the Backpackers, the
the n-ggas, the
the victims of factories
I do it for the families, of humanity
Emcee's, species like manatees
I do it for the of my children!
They the for the hopeless
approaches, we gon' be food for a flock of vultures
The end of the
Ain't nothing but the cockroaches
and the freedom
We're freedom like Bob Moses
the chosen, freedom like ?
For my block, my borough, my hood, my city, my state,
My obligation is to my is so clear!
yeah, we gotta save them, opportunity so rare!
We do it so big over that it's no bare
To the punks, bitches, the chumps, the snitches, the sneak in the
We let them live with all weak and they're lame
The bozo's and joker's, promoting when they're speaking my