Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Cry Freedom

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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