Luyện nghe bài hát N.Y.C.

In the of dreams
You get caught up in the
And fall apart in the tonight
boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the Bronx
And it's the one who dies
(New York, you ready?)

He from LAS to Soho
A few for those who don't know
the hall punched a hole in the wall
Bounced out, all are in
son of a gun, learns life lesson 101
Don't fly too high on your own
Get by the sun

'Cause in the of dreams
You get caught up in the
And fall apart in the tonight
That boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the
And the fortunate one who dies

He was NY's talk of the
out to the LI sound
He started datin' and he figured it out
He used to be a guy, then he cut that shit out

sex machine
No better than a vowed
She wanted a ride to the upper east
But he her ass off in Queens

in the city of dreams
You get up in the schemes
And fall apart in the tonight
That boy play his guitar
he was ready for war

You ready, K?
(And he'd lift up his voice to the sky)
It's your man Nas
Take it through New York city

Yo, okay, my city, my town, my
Michael Bloomberg, what you heard
I'm thought of highly, Louie, Gianni
LaCrosse shades, what can a boss say?

City, bus, the subway, cab, the
Ski masks and gunplay my past at a age
The illest on the planet
Towers came down, Wall Street barely

We Crook Brothers, of Brook Brothers
My footsteps of Crothers
just generations of style to get
Five luminous minutes me
Interviews on how I sixty twos

This isn't my style, I what I'm livin' right now
I'm out on the town, bars shuttin' it down
stacked from the floor to the ceilin'
Then it's a loud fool, fifty third street, right near the
I'm fightin' the feelin' I had when I was lightin' up

Now I'm writin' for of listeners
Critics who don't get it
They try dissin' us, New York of kings and queens
All the just mimic us

in the city of dreams
You get caught up in the
And fall apart in the tonight
That boy play his guitar
he was ready for war
And he'd lift up his voice to the sky