Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Cry

Yeah,
Need niggas to feel me, yo,
my pain,
Said soft niggas can't last times, yo,
that shit,
Yea, (yeah) ay (ay),
Real niggas cry,
Look,
Yo-
Was just a youngin' with fresh fade,
Bird chest, skinny,
That hoop dreaming had me tryna be the Penny,
pennies on my feet,
Momma for everything I'm wearing,
At the fair at girls, not a care in the world.
Aw. nigga, but shit changed since "Mayne" was my nickname,
A little nigga things, tryna kick game,
Now I'm a man about my fam.
Let me explain,
It's like my stay broke, and if not them shit's sprained.
And so I rap for my niggas in the struggle,
Feeling like the on your back so you stumble,
And it feels a quarterback get sacked, and then you fumble.
Jobs call a nigga back, so it's back to the hustle.
Niggas praying for moms,
At the same time moms pray for them.
Ask the Lord to stay with them, guide them on way,
But damn a nigga a lost fate.
It on the usual,
The only time you catch me up at is a funeral.
(Damn)

Sometimes sunshine turn to my nigga,
The same ones you love bring you pain, my nigga,
I don't if I'll see tomorrow,
I cry (no), I can't cry.
And in this life getting hard my nigga,
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga,
I stop- try 'til the day I die,
And I won't cry (no), I cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Listen, yo)

I sit and watch the news every now and then,
Either get depressed or mad from the world just crash,
Even the bad.
It be the shit, got my brain twisted,
Like, "Damn it's '06 and niggas still up on that shit? "
Yesterday kid got his whole frame split,
seventeen, he was finna to graduate.
And like, three weeks some stupid got him for his chain,
But he fought back, blasted him and left him on the pavement. (uh)
And now telling me this little girl just got raped,
Some dude her and she was standing at the bus stop,
Wait, man she eleven!

the fuck is up with this world?
Got these grown niggas with girls?
the cops harassing us,
Every week be blasting us, on or so they claim.
Reporters sympathizing like truly know the pain, (right)
killed her only son,
Make her wanna blow her out,
the channel nigga, I can't watch this.

Sometimes turn to rain my nigga,
The same ones you love will you pain, my nigga,
I don't know if see tomorrow,
I cry (no), I can't cry.
And in this times getting hard my nigga, (yea)
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga, (yea, uh)
I won't try 'til the day I die,
And I won't cry (no), I cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Look, yo)

Take a ride the city man,
And me what you witness,
Poverty, richness, crooked and misfits,
Violence, hatred, devastation,