Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Cry Freedom

In the coldness of the city where the neon
The streets show the and the nights run deep
And every shadow seems to hold a story
And every heart, oh, is a

And the old ones hope and the lost ones
The float and the young ones dream
In the city livin' in the of the city

And the streets cry, freedom, do you stand or
As you stare by the neon Gods
While you in the heat

And the cry freedom as the blood runs cold
As you stare the eyes of the walking ghosts
Who've lost their

In the summer's heat I'm weary in the soul of the
Potential's burning bright in the Harlem
Have you ever looking down a shotgun barrel
When said hey boy, this ain't your home

There no cure for the bleeding heart
'Cause you fall
no second start in the city
There'll always be the soul of the

And the cry freedom as it burns in the heat
As you stare by the neon Gods
While you in the heat

And the streets cry freedom as the blood cold
You into the eyes of the walking ghosts
lost their souls

There is no reason for in sin
I don't believe when they say, "Hey boy, you give in"
You I'll fight for what I know till the day that I die
'Cause I'm off dead then buried along with my pride

And the cry freedom
the day that I die, yeah
Till the day I die
And the streets cry
Till the day that I die,
Till the day that I die,

the day that I die
Till the day I die
Die, die, die, die, oh
cry freedom
Potential's burning

Till the day I die
Till the day I die
the day that I die
Till the day I die