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 that only when it is dark enough can you see the stars,
Men in strange ways are responding,
Something is in our world.

1

Walking this lonely projects,
No money, no friend... my pride's my asset,
liquor on my homies caskets,
Kid's abused by holy pastors, holy bastards,
to my cry... I can't take the pressure,
My brother and clapped, pronounced dead on stretcher,
I deserve more but gave me lesser,
let da crazies stress ya,
There 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 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 right to me,
If you die I'll raise him as my own, may your be forever free,

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,
Real got hearts too.

2

From day one it's been me and you that street life,
Spitting rhymes under lights,
ran from a street fight,
You was my brother,
Been at my home, took food my mother,
You got by my mother,
You my clothes,
I shared foes,
In da streets all day banging ho's,
Girls we barely know,
You my brother no more,
You made it out da streets, you don't even no more,
Like you used to before,
can change people,
Give ya friends everything desire then watch how they 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 weather or free air, 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,
Real got hearts too.

3

My girl me if I really care,
I asked why! She said she been going through some stuff and I never there,
ain't never fair,
But I love you girl, sorry if I cost you tears,
I'm here listening 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 months I been and we grew apart,
So she turned to nigga to mend her broken heart,
I'm thinking this a joke, I'm having thoughts,
Like a to my heart,
I her to call it off,
She said she can't cuz havin his baby,
Two weeks pregnant, thoughts in my 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 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 free air, be there,
On da from each 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 thugz got too.

(Martin Luther Jr. Vocals)
We have been forced to a 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, survival demands we grapple with them,
Men for years now been talking about 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 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, their long of hurt and neglect; the whole world is doomed.