Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Cry Freedom

In the coldness of the city where the sleeps
The streets the pity and the nights run deep
And every shadow to hold a hidden story
And heart, oh, is a refugee

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

And the cry, freedom, do you stand or retreat?
As you by the neon Gods above
you bask in the heat

And the cry freedom as the blood runs cold
As you stare into the eyes of the ghosts
lost their souls

In the summer's heat I'm weary in the of the city
burning bright in the Harlem halls
Have you ever lived looking down a shotgun
When they said hey boy, ain't your home

There no cure for the bleeding heart
'Cause when you
There's no second start in the
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 bask in the

And the streets cry freedom as the blood runs
You stare into the eyes of the ghosts
Who've lost their

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

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

Till the day I die
Till the day I die
Die, die, die, die, oh
Streets cry
Potential's bright

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