Luyện nghe bài hát Cold War

Intro: (first three lp only)

I had a bad
Don't be afraid, bad dreams are only
What a you chose to be born in...

Babies brothers dying and brothers getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked
In cold, cold world...

Verse the gza

It was the night before new year's, and all through the fuckin
Not a was silent, not even a tec
as I'm stuck, by enemies who put fear
And blasted on the spot the pigs were dere
You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight fuck and white
They escape them flash the fuckin lights
Gunshots, shatter first window panes
Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice
broke callisthetic, any style you set it
Beat niggaz toothless, cut up like gooses
But with iron on the sides thugs no excuses
Therefore, your handblocks was useless
Links was snatched off necks, on throats
Jackets took, after rips through coats
Against those who felt the cold the steel made em fold
And squeal, once the metal hit the of his grill
worker, who was caught for his bomber
No to swing the hammer that was hangin from his farmer's
And it's bugged how some niggaz catch
And pockets dug from everything except check
And it does, ill like wars in brownsville
Or fatal robberies in red where feds look
For fugitives to shoot cops, niggaz layin on tops
For his he stashed in a shoebox
But he was hot, and the strip was filled with killers
You suspect, so cops creep like caterpillars
And thieves stay hooded with extra bullets
Those who try to flee they hit the vertebrae, increase the rate
Similar to hit men who pull out tecs and
Drop those who act thai flows from mexican
Rabbit, like recipients checks again
to the motherfuckin spot on lexington

Babies crying dying and brothers getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked
In cold, cold world...

We be runnin the cops, bustin off shots
Shit is deep on the block and you got me down
In cold, cold world...

two: inspectah deck

Yo
No to freeze, undercovers ease up in grand prixs
And packages and pocket the currency
Clicks control strips clips are sprayed
Yellow tape barricades sidewalks where lay
Madness strikes at twelve o'clock
Stick up kids on the ground broke the staircase
And I stays harassed, scramblin for petty
Jakes on my ass bucks is learnin fast
357's and
Bought inside corner stores, their fire sparks the
Hospital surrounded by the law
Homicide questioning the jakes guard the door
My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my
Cause niggaz main is cream
Some niggaz in the jet black
Shot up the chinese resteraunt, for this kid named
I he was dead but instead he missed a kid
And hit a twelve year old in the head and then fled
Tactical narcotic, task force, back off
Cause the crime boss is off cash
Extortions, for of streets, causes beef
Havin of indians trying to play chief
You the saga, casualties and drama
Life is a script, I'm not a actor but the
Of a modern day opera, where the character
Is paper, the dominant, factor