Luyện nghe bài hát Cold Rain

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

[Talib - Verse 1]
is for all the day-trippers and the hipsters
Whores and the
Spiritual practicing all the laws of attraction
The teachers who the passages
From the of a G?
That be bustin off Dalai 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, peddlin' to consumers I'm them to see through it
get this new movement,
move it!

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

[Talib - Verse 1]
Yeah I'm a product of
From the blocks where he rocking a feds like J
drop and this a lock
if he promises the heart is
Jesus or Mohammad
regardless of the Mosque is (word)
They hope for the Apocalypse like a self-fulfilling
Tell me do we stop it?
Do they ask you your religion you rent an apartment?
Is the answer burning
So that we can Islamics?
The end upon us with a tag, a trending topic
You away the freedoms that we invite in the game
Then you the soldiers; you ask them to die in vein
In a desert for rain
The music's like a drug, and they to take it to vein
It ain't for the
The soundtrack for when great but its more for when you've felt afraid
than your average rapper
So you of felt the way
The brain is like a cage, you a slave, why they lovin' you
This is the book that Eli that with a K-W.

[Talib - Verse 2]
I do it for the trappers, other
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!
the hope for the hopeless
Karma approaches, we gon' be food for a of vultures
The end of the
Ain't nothing left but the
and the fighters
We're freedom writers like Bob
the chosen, writers like ?
For my block, my borough, my hood, my city, my state,
My is to my community is so clear!
yeah, we gotta save them, this so rare!
We do it so big over here that it's no
To the punks, bitches, the chumps, the snitches, the in the game
We let them live with all they're weak and lame
The and joker's, promoting when they're speaking my name