Luyện nghe bài hát NY Weather Report

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

it out
it out
it out
Been ***

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

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

We really been to war, hand to hand *** 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, fore the of the sun
Smoke his lung
Young in his and he's facing a ton

of his peers wanna share the road
Love the child, to provider
But they a blunt and share saliva
You ain't a rider and you hustlin'

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

Revelation is first and is after
Tsunami's, and natural disasters
Fast culture be this, is always a factor
the gratification they want the cash faster

It's my blood, sweat, tears,
Struggle, love, hate, fear, New City
You could 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 place where is born
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
the 3rd eye of the storm

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