Luyện nghe bài hát Cold War

Intro: (first three lp only)

I had a bad
be afraid, bad dreams are only dreams
What a time you chose to be in...

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

one: the gza

It was the night before new year's, and all the fuckin projects
Not a handgun was silent, not a tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by who put fear
And blasted on the spot before the pigs dere
You know hoods robbers new in sight fuck blue and white
They escape before flash the fuckin lights
Gunshots, shatter floor window panes
Shells hit the ground and stained the dice game
Whether broke callisthetic, any you set it
Beat niggaz toothless, physically cut up gooses
But with iron on the thugs took no excuses
Therefore, your fifty-two was useless
Links was off necks, scars on throats
Jackets took, after rips through coats
Against those who felt the cold from the steel em fold
And squeal, once the hit the temple of his grill
worker, who was caught for his bomber
No time to swing the hammer was hangin from his farmer's
And it's how some niggaz catch slugs
And pockets dug from except check stubs
And it does, sound ill wars in brownsville
Or fatal robberies in red where feds look
For fugitives to shoot cops, layin on roof tops
For his he stashed in a shoebox
But he was hot, and the strip was filled young killers
You don't suspect, so cops like caterpillars
And born stay hooded with extra bullets
Those who try to flee hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate
Similar to hit men who out tecs and then
those who act like thai flows from mexican
Rabbit, like recipients cashin checks
Back to the motherfuckin spot on

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

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

two: inspectah deck

Yo
No time to freeze, undercovers up in grand prixs
And seize and pocket the currency
Clicks control strips clips are sprayed
Yellow tape barricades sidewalks where lay
strikes at twelve o'clock midnight
Stick up kids on the broke the staircase light
And I stays harassed, scramblin for cash
Jakes on my ass young is learnin fast
and 44's
Bought inside corner stores, fire sparks the wars
Hospital floors by the law
Homicide while the jakes guard the door
My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my
Cause niggaz main is cream
niggaz in the jet black gallant
Shot up the chinese resteraunt, for this kid lamont
I he was dead but instead he missed a kid
And hit a twelve year old in the head and then fled
Tactical narcotic, force, back off fast
Cause the crime boss is off cash
Extortions, for of streets, causes beef
Havin followers of indians to play chief
You the saga, casualties and drama
Life is a script, I'm not a but the author
Of a modern day opera, where the character
Is presidential paper, the dominant,