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 ways are responding,
is happening in our world.

1

Walking down this projects,
No money, no friend... my my only asset,
liquor on my homies caskets,
Kid's abused by holy pastors, holy bastards,
Listen to my cry... I can't the pressure,
My brother and clapped, pronounced dead on stretcher,
I more but they gave me lesser,
Don't let da stress ya,
There ain't no for a felon,
Can't get no job so dope that we sellin,
And I cry for my brother, send mails to da that he dwell in,
And my reads,
Keep ya head up, stay strong cuz we G's,
I swear I'll leave,
I got ya son next 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 each year, I see it clear,
Silent cries and nights, it's alright,
Sparking weed all night, my cries,
Black and black shoes, ain't got jewels,
Stab wounds and tattoos, my bruised,
Elevated from the to da top, smart move,
Real thugz got too.

2

From day one it's been me and you living that life,
rhymes under street lights,
Never ran from a fight,
You was my brother,
at my home, took food 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 ain't my no more,
You made it out da streets, you don't 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 thinking that they Hebrews,
But see through,
One thing learned in life,
follow a weak nigga's advice,
You getting now, thinking you Christ,
I ain't mad though, back nigga live ya life.

Stormy weather or air, I'll 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 and black shoes, ain't got jewels,
Stab wounds and tattoos, my bruised,
Elevated from the block to da top, move,
Real got hearts too.

3

My girl me if I really care,
I asked why! She said she been going through some and I ain't never there,
Life never fair,
But I love you baby girl, if I cost you tears,
I'm with listening ears,
Lately I been betrayed by my peers and I it kinda hard,
My best friend to send me to the morgue,
She said for two I been gone and we grew apart,
So she turned to another to mend her broken heart,
I'm this a joke, I'm having broken thoughts,
a bullet to my heart,
I asked her to it off,
She said she cuz she's havin his baby,
Two weeks pregnant, thoughts in my head are me crazy,
I gave you my and this how you repay me,
Felt kinda torn cuz she was 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 or free air, I'll be there,
On da hustle each year, I see it clear,
Silent cries and dark nights, alright,
Sparking weed all night, my cries,
Black hoodies and black shoes, got jewels,
Stab wounds and tattoos, my bruised,
from the block to da top, smart move,
Real thugz got too.

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