Luyện nghe bài hát N.Y.C.

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

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

'Cause in the of dreams
You get caught up in the
And fall in the seam tonight
boy he is the bomb, from B.K. to the Bronx
And it's the one who dies

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

Qualified sex
No better than a fiend
She wanted a to the upper east side
But he her ass off in Queens

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

You ready, K?
(And then he'd lift up his to the sky)
It's man Nas here
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
Christian LaCrosse shades, can a boss say?

City, bus, the subway, cab, the
Ski masks and my past at a young age
The illest city on the
Towers came down, Street barely standin'

We Crook Brothers, opposite of Brook
My footsteps of Scatman
It's generations of style to get
Five luminous minutes me
on how I flip sixty twos

This isn't my style, I spit I'm livin' right now
I'm out on the town, gold shuttin' it down
Bottles stacked 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 up buildings

Now I'm writin' for millions of
Critics who just get it
They try dissin' us, New full of kings and queens
All the rest mimic us

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