Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Strangers

Nah, I wasnt raised at gunpoint and Ive read too books
To distract me the mirror, when unhappy with my looks
And I aint got proper diction for the of a thug
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 bank account would
I was hoping to in a lesson that I learned
I thought this had jumped me just because it was my turn

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

But that openness me to a truth I couldnt find
In the clenched fists of my ego or the 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 you open to it, vulnerability is power
And in that shifting form, youll a truth that doesnt change
And that truth is proof of the fact that God is strange

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

And when you finally take the to see what theyre about
Perhaps you find them lonely or their trips you out
Maybe youll find the spot cycles end
You're back where you
But this time around, youll have someone 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 this time around, you'll choose to walk a different path
You'll embrace what you away and cry at what you laughed

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

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

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

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