Luyện nghe bài hát Talk To Strangers

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

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

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

But that openness exposed me to a truth I find
In the fists of my ego or the confines of my mind
Or the hipness of my swagger or the swagger in my
Or the scowl of my 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 shifting form, youll find a that doesnt change
And that truth is living proof of the fact God is strange

Talk to strangers, when the family fails and friends lead you
When Buddha laughs and Jesus 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 girl in your

And you finally 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 you began
But come this time around, youll 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 come time around, you'll choose to walk a different path
You'll embrace what you turned away and cry at you laughed

'Cause thats the only way were going to make it through this
Where ignorance is common sense and the norm
And flags wave high above the and the two never touch
And stolen goods are overpriced and costs 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 Messiah like that stranger may be
Who holds a subtle knife that carves through worlds magic doors

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

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