Luyện nghe bài hát NY Weather Report

Come on,
I to take this opportunity to thank everybody
Who riding with me so far, it's a been a long journey
But they say life's path is not about the destination
It's all about the journey, I y'all

my blood, sweat, tears, years
Struggle, love, hate, fear, New York
You could make it here, you could make it
I came prepare for the rain, hail, sleet,
the weather we ride
Let my go to the place where knowledge is born
We welcome you to the 3rd eye of the storm, it out

Futuristic lyricist, from the renaissance
Top of the suffer chain, raps up a a lot
My people suffering, slave to another
This voyage is like my mother, other name

Is this your first trip to
Avenge a capitalist, if it's a then we got it for sell
When I first to spell, my words fell into rhymes
Turned into songs, else fell into line

I paint the pictures, you could see the people bleeding my
When I was a teen, I was mean, to reach for the stars
So if I or fell, write in the clouds, tighten the vowel
Word, there use to be no allowed

Now the gangsters, no allowed
Probably see a fight in the stage, you see a fight in the crowd
I send this out to my facing the storm
Homie, we riding it out, you inspire what I'm writing

my blood, sweat, tears, years
Struggle, love, hate, fear, New City
You could make it here, you could make it
I came for the rain, hail, sleet, snow
the weather we ride
Let my people go to the place where knowledge is
We you to the 3rd eye of the storm check it out

the 3rd eye of the storm
It's the 3rd eye of the
It's the 3rd eye of the
the 3rd eye of the storm

it out
it out
it out
Been ***

I'm not a judge but I'm handing out
To political prisoners, regular inmates no visitors
*** in the streets outside to up for ministers
Not those that say they spiritual but practitioners

Rap listeners, we open the businesses
This underground *** with samples to lack
Once you get a past appearances, you tell who *** is fake
And who's *** is upon the past experiences

We really been to war, hand to hand *** sales
Bill the man, the man try to kill off the blackmail
Females left to up a son
the day he was one

Til' he twenty, and he up a gun
Get the blazin, fore the of the sun
bracin' his lung
Young in his and he's facing a ton

None of his peers wanna the road
the child, care to provider
But they hand a and share saliva
You ain't a rider and you backwards

To many excess with imitating crackers
So our looking up to drug dealers and rappers
Taking all the work away from the actors

is first and Armageddon is after
Tsunami's, hurricanes and natural
food culture be this, is always a factor
It's the they want the cash faster

my blood, sweat, tears, years
Struggle, love, hate, fear, New York
You make it here, you could make it anywhere
I came for the rain, hail, sleet, snow
the weather we ride
Let my people go to the where knowledge is born
We welcome you to the 3rd eye of the check it out

the 3rd eye of the storm
It's the 3rd eye of the
It's the 3rd eye of the

It's the place knowledge is born
it out, check it out, check it out
Talib Kweli, that's what it is, break it