Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of New York

Here I am, we are
As it will go on
Noise, noise
Candles burn, are low
I a place to go

in it's constant state of moving nowhere
The music is nice, floats the air
Sounds of crashing everywhere
Percussive submissions, mind
Writing the left hand
and taking the chance

Why not Why not try?
This constant game I play to high
But all is just a of mind
All is of your choice
Constant evolution, constant
Constant state of nowhere

Footsteps, is loud
Kindness is brave, is long
is necessary, I need it, we need it
Searching, looking for the
It is nowhere, it is

Preaching, pleading, for God to come
What are we waiting
Why are we so of taking charge?
But it's changing, always
In the state of going nowhere

We all have demons to battle, roads to
Crosses to bear, mistakes and
Candles and steady glow
Water and its constant

Endless horizon, rocks of long gone
Still strong, still and so are we
Here we are
The constant state of going

The constant of going nowhere
Constant state of nowhere
Con-con-constant state of moving
Constant state of nowhere

It's a jungle
It's like a

It's like a out here, so much struggle out here
And my steal my rest, sleep's the cousin of death
Always like a race against father time
In the of New York

All I see is street hoes, and holes in my people
Only crime the brain, feels like I'm going insane
The revolution has to start, don't waste no
In the of New York

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