Luyện nghe bài hát Streets of New York

Here I am, we are
As it go on forever
Noise, always
Candles burn, are low
I haven't a to go

Life in constant state of moving nowhere
The music is nice, through the air
Sounds of waves everywhere
Percussive submissions, mind
with the left hand
Unknowing and taking the

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

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

Preaching, pleading, praying for God to
What are we waiting
Why are we so afraid of taking
But always changing, always
In the constant state of going

We all have demons to battle, to walk
Crosses to bear, and sins
Candles and steady glow
Water and its crash

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

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

It's a jungle
It's a jungle

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

All I see is hoes, and bullet holes in my people
Only fills the brain, feels like I'm going insane
The revolution has to start, waste no time
In the streets of New

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New York, New City
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