Luyện nghe bài hát Stormy Weather

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

1

Walking down lonely projects,
No money, no friend... my my only asset,
Pouring liquor on my caskets,
abused by holy pastors, such holy bastards,
Listen to my cry... I can't the pressure,
My brother strapped and clapped, pronounced on stretcher,
I more but they gave me lesser,
Don't let da stress ya,
ain't no hope for a felon,
Can't get no job so it's dope 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 swear I'll leave,
I got ya son right 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 each year, I see it clear,
Silent cries and nights, it's alright,
Sparking all night, my heart cries,
hoodies and black shoes, ain't got jewels,
Stab 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,
rhymes under street lights,
Never ran a street fight,
You was my brother,
Been at my home, food from my mother,
You got by my mother,
You my clothes,
I your foes,
In da streets all day banging ho's,
Girls we barely know,
You ain't my no more,
You it out da streets, you don't even holla no more,
Like you used to before,
Success can people,
Give ya friends everything they desire then watch how treat you,
is evil,
Got niggaz that they Hebrews,
But see through,
One I've learned in life,
follow a weak nigga's advice,
You getting spiritual now, you Christ,
I ain't mad though, back nigga live ya life.

Stormy or free air, I'll be there,
On da hustle from 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,
Stab and tattoos, my heart's bruised,
Elevated the block to da top, smart move,
Real thugz got too.

3

My asked me if I really care,
I asked why! She said she been going through some stuff and I never there,
Life never fair,
But I love you girl, sorry if I cost you tears,
I'm here with ears,
Lately I been betrayed by my peers and I took it 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 nigga to mend her heart,
I'm thinking this a joke, I'm having thoughts,
a bullet to my heart,
I her to call it off,
She said she can't cuz she's his baby,
Two pregnant, thoughts in my head are driving me crazy,
I you my heart 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,
What happened to da and trust.

Stormy weather or air, I'll 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 and tattoos, my heart's bruised,
Elevated from the to da top, smart move,
Real thugz got 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 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 peoples of the world out of their long years of poverty, their long years of hurt and neglect; the whole world is doomed.