Luyện nghe bài hát Cold War

THE SONG IS CALLED COLD WORLD!!!!!!!!!!!NOT WAR

Intro: (first lines LP only)

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

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

Verse The GZA

It was the night before New Year's, and all through the fuckin
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 hoods robbers snipers new in sight fuck blue and white
They escape before flash the fuckin lights
Gunshots, shatter first floor panes
hit the ground and blood stained the dice game
Whether broke callisthetic, any you set it
Beat toothless, physically cut up like gooses
But with iron on the thugs took 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 from the made em fold
and squeal, once the hit the temple of his grill
Destruction worker, who was for his bomber
No time to the hammer that was hangin from his Farmer's
And it's bugged how niggaz catch slugs
and dug from everything except check stubs
and it does, sound ill like in Brownsville
Or fatal robberies in Red Hook where 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 with young
you don't suspect, so cops like caterpillars
And born thieves hooded with extra bullets
those who try to they hit the vertebrae, increase the murder rate
Similar to hit men who out Tecs and then
drop those who act like thai flows Mexican
Rabbit, like cashin checks again
Back to the motherfuckin spot on

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

We be runnin from the cops, off shots
Shit is deep on the block and you got me locked
in this cold, world...

Verse Two: Deck

Yo
No time to freeze, ease up in Grand Prixs
and seize and pocket the currency
Clicks control strips full are sprayed
Yellow tape sidewalks where bodies lay
Madness at twelve o'clock midnight
Stick up kids on the ground the staircase light
And I harassed, scramblin for petty cash
Jakes on my ass young bucks is fast
and 44's
Bought inside stores, their fire sparks the wars
Hospital surrounded by the law
questioning while the Jakes guard the door
My hood stay tense, loyalty puts strength in my
Cause niggaz main concern is
Some in the jet black Gallant
Shot up the Chinese resteraunt, for this kid named
I thought he was but instead he missed a kid
and hit a twelve year old in the head and then fled
Tactical narcotic, task force, back off
the crime boss is passin off cash
Extortions, for portions of streets, beef
Havin followers of trying to play Chief
You witness the saga, casualties and
Life is a script, I'm not a but the author
of a modern day opera, where the main
is presidential paper, the dominant,