Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Rain

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

[Talib Kweli - 1]
is for all the day-trippers and the hipsters
Whores and the
Spiritual leaders practicing all the laws of
The teachers who read the
the back of a G?
That be bustin off Dalai Lama's or flashing
the of the boosters
With the shooting, the thugging and all the booning and
and all the crooning, and and auto-tuning, alive
You be tellin, peddlin' to consumers I'm helping to see through it
get with new movement,
move it!

Feel the cold
Still I'm standing right
Even the summer days

[Talib Kweli - 1]
I'm a product of Reaganomics
From the blocks where he rocking a feds J Electronica
drop and make this a
if he promises the heart is
whether or Mohammad
of where the Mosque is (word)
They for the Apocalypse like a self-fulfilling prophecy
me when do we stop it?
Do they ask you your religion you rent an apartment?
Is the burning Korans
So that we can defend
The end us with a hash tag, a trending topic
You take the freedoms that we invite in the game
Then you disrespect the you ask them to die in vein
In a desert praying for
The music's a drug, and they tend to take it to vein
It for the well-behaved
The soundtrack for when you're but its more for when you've felt afraid
More than average rapper
So you sort of the way
The is like a cage, you a slave, that's why they lovin' you
This is the book Eli that start with a K-W.

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