Luyện nghe bài hát Stormy Weather

(Martin Luther Jr. Vocals)
The is all messed up, the nation is sick, trouble is in the land, confusion all around,
But I know somehow that when it is dark enough can you see the stars,
Men in some ways are responding,
is happening in our world.

1

Walking down this projects,
No money, no friend... my pride's my asset,
Pouring liquor on my caskets,
Kid's abused by holy pastors, such bastards,
Listen to my cry... I take the pressure,
My brother strapped and clapped, pronounced on stretcher,
I deserve more but they me lesser,
let da crazies stress ya,
There ain't no for a felon,
Can't get no job so it's dope we sellin,
And I cry for my brother, send to da jail that he dwell in,
And my reads,
Keep ya head up, stay strong cuz we G's,
I swear never leave,
I got ya son right to me,
If you die I'll him as my own, may your soul be forever free,

Stormy weather or air, I'll be there,
On da hustle from year, I see it clear,
Silent and dark nights, it's alright,
weed all night, my heart cries,
Black hoodies and shoes, ain't got jewels,
wounds and tattoos, my heart's bruised,
Elevated from the to da top, smart move,
Real got hearts too.

2

From day one it's me and you living that street life,
Spitting under street lights,
ran from a street fight,
You was my brother,
Been at my home, took from my mother,
You got by my mother,
You my clothes,
I your foes,
In da all day banging scary ho's,
Girls we barely know,
You my brother no more,
You made it out da streets, you even holla no more,
Like you to holla before,
can change people,
Give ya friends everything they desire then watch how they you,
is evil,
Got niggaz thinking they Hebrews,
But see through,
One thing learned in life,
Never a weak nigga's advice,
You getting now, thinking you Christ,
I ain't mad though, back nigga live ya life.

Stormy weather or free air, be there,
On da hustle each year, I see it clear,
Silent cries and nights, it's alright,
Sparking weed all night, my cries,
hoodies and black shoes, ain't got jewels,
Stab and tattoos, my heart's bruised,
Elevated the block to da top, smart move,
Real got hearts too.

3

My girl asked me if I care,
I why! She said she been going through some stuff and I ain't never there,
Life never fair,
But I you baby girl, sorry if I cost you tears,
I'm with listening ears,
I been betrayed by my peers and I took it kinda hard,
My best friend tried to me to the morgue,
She said for two months I gone and we grew apart,
So she turned to another nigga to mend her heart,
I'm this a joke, I'm having broken thoughts,
Like a to my heart,
I asked her to it off,
She she can't cuz she's havin his baby,
Two weeks pregnant, in my head are driving me crazy,
I gave you my heart and this how you me,
Felt torn cuz she was hell of a lady,
But I mad though, ain't no love for thugz,
Pac me ain't no love for us,
happened to da love and trust.

Stormy weather or free air, be there,
On da from each year, I see it clear,
Silent and dark nights, it's alright,
Sparking all night, my heart cries,
Black and black shoes, ain't got jewels,
wounds and tattoos, my heart's bruised,
Elevated the block to da top, smart move,
thugz got hearts too.

(Martin Luther Jr. Vocals)
We have been to a point where we are going to have to grapple with the problems that men have been trying to grapple with through history,
But the demands didn't force them to do it, demands that we grapple with them,
Men for years now have been talking war and peace, But now no longer can they just talk about it,
It is no longer the choice between violence and nonviolence in this world; it's nonviolence or nonexistence, that is we are today,
Also in the human rights revolution; if something isn't done and done in a hurry to bring the colored peoples of the world out of their long years of poverty, their long years of hurt and the whole world is doomed.