Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Cry Freedom

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

And the old ones hope and the ones scream
The hustlers float and the young 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 above
While you bask in the

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

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

There ain't no cure for the bleeding
'Cause when you
no second start in the city
There'll always be the of the city

And the streets cry freedom as it in the heat
As you stare by the neon above
While you bask in the

And the streets cry freedom as the runs cold
You stare the eyes of the walking ghosts
Who've lost souls

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

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

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

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