Luyện nghe bài hát Streets Cry Freedom

In the coldness of the city where the sleeps
The streets show the pity and the 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 ones
In the livin' in the soul of the city

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

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

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

ain't 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 streets cry as it burns in the heat
As you stare by the neon above
While you bask in the

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

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

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

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