Luyện nghe bài hát NY Weather Report

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

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

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

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

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

Now the gangsters, no grinding
see a fight in the stage, 'fore you see a fight in the crowd
I send out to my people facing the storm
Homie, we it out, you inspire what I'm writing about

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

It's the 3rd eye of the
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 out sentences
To political prisoners, regular inmates no visitors
*** in the streets outside to reach up for
Not those that say spiritual but actual practitioners

Rap listeners, we the black businesses
This *** with samples to lack clearances
Once you get a past appearances, you could who *** is fake
And who's *** is based upon the past

We really to war, hand to hand like *** sales
the man, the man they 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, the blaze of the sun
Smoke bracin' his
Young in his years and facing a ton

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

To many with imitating these crackers
So our kids up to drug dealers and rappers
all the work away from the black actors

Revelation is first and is after
Tsunami's, and natural disasters
food culture be this, is always a factor
It's the gratification 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 prepare for the rain, hail, sleet, snow
Whatever the weather we
Let my people go to the place where is born
We welcome you to the 3rd eye of the storm it out

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

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