Luyện nghe bài hát Stormy Weather

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

1

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

Stormy weather or free air, be there,
On da hustle from year, I see it clear,
cries and dark nights, it's alright,
Sparking all night, my heart cries,
Black hoodies and black shoes, got jewels,
wounds and tattoos, my heart's bruised,
Elevated the block to da top, smart move,
thugz got hearts too.

2

From day one been 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 shared foes,
In da all day banging scary ho's,
Girls we barely know,
You ain't my no more,
You made it out da streets, you don't holla no more,
you used to holla before,
Success can people,
Give ya friends everything they desire then watch how they you,
is evil,
Got niggaz thinking they Hebrews,
But see through,
One thing I've in life,
Never follow a weak advice,
You spiritual now, thinking you Christ,
I ain't mad though, back stabbing nigga ya life.

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,
hoodies and black shoes, ain't got jewels,
Stab wounds and tattoos, my bruised,
from the block to da top, smart move,
Real got hearts too.

3

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

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

(Martin King Jr. Vocals)
We have been forced to a point where we are going to have to with the problems that men have been trying to grapple with through history,
But the demands didn't force them to do it, survival demands that we grapple them,
Men for years now have been talking about war and peace, But now no longer can they talk about it,
It is no longer the choice between violence and in this world; it's nonviolence or nonexistence, that is where we are today,
Also in the human rights 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 neglect; the whole world is doomed.