Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Strangers

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

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

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

But that openness me to a truth I couldnt find
In the fists of my ego or the confines of my mind
Or the of my swagger or the swagger in my step
Or the scowl of my or the meanness 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 that truth is living of the fact that God is strange

Talk to strangers, the family fails and friends lead you astray
When Buddha laughs and Jesus weeps and it out God is gay
Angels and Messiahs, love can come in many forms
In the hallways of projects or the fat girl 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 find the spot where cycles end
You're back you began
But come time around, youll have someone to hold your hand

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

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

And no one to recognize the symbols come to life
The bitten apple on the and Jesus had a wife
And she was his like that stranger may be yours
Who holds a subtle knife that carves through worlds 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 square box don't represent the sphere that we live in
The earth is not a screen, I aint trying to fit in

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