Luyện nghe bài hát Cold War

Intro: (first three lp only)

I had a bad
Don't be afraid, bad are only dreams
What a time you chose to be in...

Babies brothers dying and brothers getting knocked
Shit is deep on the block and you got me down
In this cold, world...

Verse the gza

It was the night new year's, and all through the fuckin projects
Not a handgun was silent, not a tec
Outside as I'm stuck, by who put fear
And blasted on the before the pigs were dere
You know hoods robbers snipers new in sight fuck blue and
They escape before them flash the lights
Gunshots, first floor window panes
Shells hit the ground and blood stained the dice
Whether callisthetic, any style you set it
Beat niggaz toothless, physically cut up gooses
But with iron on the sides thugs no excuses
Therefore, your handblocks was useless
Links was snatched off necks, scars on
took, after bullet rips through coats
Against those who felt the cold from the made em fold
And squeal, the metal hit the temple of his grill
worker, who was caught for his bomber
No time to swing the hammer was hangin from his farmer's
And bugged how some niggaz catch slugs
And dug from everything except check stubs
And it does, sound ill wars in brownsville
Or fatal robberies in red hook where look
For fugitives to shoot cops, niggaz on roof tops
For his cream he stashed in a
But he was hot, and the strip was with young killers
You don't suspect, so cops creep like
And born stay hooded with extra bullets
Those who try to flee they hit the vertebrae, increase the murder
to hit men who pull out tecs and then
Drop those who act like thai flows from
Rabbit, like recipients cashin checks
to the motherfuckin spot on lexington

Babies crying brothers dying and brothers knocked
Shit is on the block and you got me locked down
In cold, cold world...

We be runnin from the cops, bustin off
Shit is on the block and you got me locked down
In this cold, world...

two: inspectah deck

Yo
No to freeze, undercovers ease up in grand prixs
And seize packages and the currency
control strips full clips are sprayed
Yellow tape sidewalks where bodies lay
Madness at twelve o'clock midnight
Stick up kids on the ground broke the light
And I stays harassed, scramblin for cash
Jakes on my ass young bucks is fast
and 44's
Bought inside corner stores, their fire the wars
floors surrounded by the law
Homicide questioning while the guard the door
My hood tense, loyalty puts strength in my team
Cause main concern is cream
niggaz in the jet black gallant
Shot up the chinese resteraunt, for kid named lamont
I thought he was dead but instead he a kid
And hit a twelve old girl in the head and then fled
Tactical narcotic, task force, off fast
Cause the crime boss is passin off
Extortions, for of streets, causes beef
Havin followers of trying to play chief
You the saga, casualties and drama
is a script, I'm not a actor but the author
Of a modern day opera, where the character
Is paper, the dominant, factor