Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Cry Freedom

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

And the old hope and the lost ones scream
The hustlers float and the young dream
In the city in the soul of the city

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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