Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of New York

In the of New York
Dope fiends are for morphine
The TV followed the homicide scenes
You here, you're taking a chance

So and I take one glance
a man inside an ambulance
Crowds are getting louder, I
How the people want to go for the white powder

People hanging in
They waited until the got hot
And got by the cops
explain the man sleeping in the rain

His whole life remains inside a bottle of night
man got his clothes in a sack
'Cause he spent every dime of his rent playing
And the poor little sister

She has a baby daughter
Named Sonya and Sonya has
So why's her in a club unzipped though?
Yo her job, Sonya's mommy is a bar stripper

Drug dealers drive looking hard
Knowing they're sending their brothers and sisters to the
Every day is a main event, old lady limps
The pushers and pimps eat

It tiring, the sight of a gun firing
must desire for the sound of a siren
A bag lady in an alleyway
She's seen the of her days inside the subways

More and more the slope, the kid couldn't cope
So he somebody's dope and a gold rope
Now my sons on the run, he's a one
Had fun was done by a shotgun

Upstairs I cover my ears and
The man downstairs must have drank too many
'Cause every day of his life he beats his
Till one night she to pull a butcher knife

man plays the sax
A tune called the arms on my moms show tracks?
Many lives are cut short, that's when living
In the streets of New

needs new shoes
But his papa uses all the for booze
A young is undressed in the back seat of a caddy
Calling some man

Three men slain an apartment
All you see was the sparks when it darkened
Daylight broke, cops on the scene
The drug war, daily

Gambling spots, just a poor jackpot
You winning a lot, you get
The drug dealing
But you don't no static

'Cause got crack addicts with automatics
Shoot-outs for a desire for
A kid got in the crossfire
A tired mother cant no more

She grab the bottle full of sleeping and took about 24
Human are laying on the pavement
'Cause they're a of a mental enslavement
The cop snipers, little babies in diapers

This type of is making you hyper
People a torched-out building
And got killed the cold air filled in
Is really suggested?

No more persons arrested, a molested
A kid says, yo, I got a color TV
CD player and car stereo and all I want is a
I also got a .38, don't give me no

One kid heads for the top
And gets stopped and popped by a cop
Look behind you you walk
That's how it is in the streets of New