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 doing it

Kweli - Verse 1]
This is for all the and the hipsters
and the fashionistas
Spiritual leaders practicing all the of attraction
The who read the passages
From the of a G?
That be bustin off Dalai Lama's or flashing
the last of the
the shooting, the thugging and all the booning and spooning
and all the crooning, and and auto-tuning, alive
You be tellin, peddlin' to consumers I'm helping to see through it
get this new movement,
Let's it!

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

[Talib Kweli - 1]
Yeah I'm a of Reaganomics
From the blocks where he rocking a feds like J
drop and make a lock
if he where the heart is
whether or Mohammad
regardless of where the is (word)
They hope for the Apocalypse like a prophecy
Tell me do we stop it?
Do ask you your religion before you rent an apartment?
Is the answer Korans
So that we can defend
The end upon us with a tag, a trending topic
You take away the that we invite in the game
you disrespect the soldiers; 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 ain't for the
The soundtrack for when you're great but its more for when you've afraid
More 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 that 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 of ghetto factories
I do it for the families, citizens of
Emcee's, endangered like manatees
I do it for the of my children!
the hope for the hopeless
Karma approaches, we be food for a flock of vultures
The end of the
Ain't left but the cockroaches
and the freedom
We're writers 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 save them, this opportunity so rare!
We do it so big over here that no bare
To the punks, bitches, the chumps, the snitches, the in the game
We let them live with all weak and they're lame
The and joker's, promoting when they're speaking my name