Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Strangers

Nah, I wasnt raised at gunpoint and Ive read too many
To distract me from the mirror, unhappy with my looks
And I aint got proper diction for the makings of a
Though I grew up in the and my niggers all sold drugs

And that may validate me for a spot on MTV
Or get me all the airplay that my account would need
I was to invest in a lesson that I learned
I thought this fool had jumped me just because it was my

I went to an open 'cause I knew he wouldnt do it
If somebody could see him or somebody else might prove it
And in your eyes, it may seem I got punked out
'Cause I a narrow path and then went and changed my route

But that openness exposed me to a truth I find
In the clenched fists of my ego or the of my mind
Or the hipness of my or the swagger in my step
Or the of my grimace or the meanness of my rep

'Cause we represent a truth, son, the by the hour
And you open to it, vulnerability is power
And in that form, youll find a truth that doesnt change
And that truth is living proof of the fact God is strange

Talk to strangers, when the family fails and lead you astray
When Buddha laughs and weeps and it turns out God is gay
'Cause Angels and Messiahs, can come in many forms
In the hallways of your projects or the fat in your dorm

And when you finally take the to see what theyre about
Perhaps you find them or their wisdom trips you out
Maybe youll find the where cycles end
You're back where you
But come this time around, youll have to hold your hand

Who prays for you, who is there for you, who you love and light
Exposes you to parts of you that you once to fight
But come this time around, you'll choose to walk a path
You'll embrace you turned away and cry at what you laughed

'Cause thats the only way were going to make it through this
Where ignorance is common and senselessness the norm
And flags wave high the truth and the two never touch
And goods are overpriced and freedom costs too much

And no one seems to the symbols come to life
The apple on the screen and Jesus had a wife
And she was his Messiah like that stranger may be
Who holds a subtle knife that through worlds like magic doors

And thats what Ive been looking for, the bridge then to now
Just watching BET like what the fuck, This is foul
But that square box represent the sphere that we live in
The earth is not a flat screen, I trying to fit in

But this aint for the underground, here is for the sun
A seed a stranger gave to me and planted on my
And when I at you, I know Im not the only one
As a great man once said, theres nothing more
Than an idea whos time has