Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Strangers

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

And though that may me for a spot on MTV
Or get me all the that my bank account would need
I was hoping to invest in a that I learned
I thought this fool had me just because it was my turn

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

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

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

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

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

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

'Cause thats the only way were going to it through this storm
Where ignorance is common sense and senselessness the
And flags wave above the truth and the two never touch
And stolen goods are overpriced and freedom too much

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

And thats what Ive been for, the bridge from then to now
Just watching BET like what the fuck, son? This is
But that square box don't the sphere that we live in
The is not a flat screen, I aint trying to fit in

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