Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Cry

Yeah,
Need y'all niggas to me, yo,
my pain,
Said niggas can't last hard times, yo,
that shit,
Yea, (yeah) ay (ay),
Real don't cry,
Look,
Yo-
Was just a youngin' that fresh fade,
Bird chest, skinny,
That hoop had me tryna be the next Penny,
Fresh on my feet,
Momma paid for I'm wearing,
At the fair staring at girls, not a in the world.
Aw. nigga, but shit changed since "Mayne" was my nickname,
A little nigga chasing things, kick game,
Now I'm a man worried my fam.
Let me explain,
It's like my pockets stay broke, and if not shit's sprained.
And so I rap for my trapped in the struggle,
Feeling like the on your back so you stumble,
And it like a quarterback get sacked, and then you fumble.
Jobs don't call a nigga back, so it's to the hustle.
Niggas praying for moms,
At the time they moms pray for them.
Ask the Lord to with them, guide them on they way,
But damn a nigga a lost fate.
It on the usual,
The only time you me up at church is a funeral.
(Damn)

Sometimes turn to rain my nigga,
The same ones you will bring you pain, my nigga,
I don't if I'll see tomorrow,
I won't cry (no), I cry.
And in this life times hard my nigga,
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga,
I stop- try 'til the day I die,
And I cry (no), I can't cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Listen, yo)

I sit back and watch the every now and then,
Either get depressed or mad from the world just crash,
the weathers bad.
It be the same shit, got my twisted,
Like, "Damn it's '06 and niggas still up on that gang "
Yesterday this kid got his whole split,
seventeen, he was finna to graduate.
And like, three weeks some stupid got him for his chain,
But he back, they blasted him and left him on the pavement. (uh)
And now they telling me little girl just got raped,
Some dude snatched her and she was at the bus stop,
Wait, man she eleven!

the fuck is up with this world?
Got these grown fucking with girls?
the cops harassing us,
Every be blasting us, on accident- or so they claim.
Reporters sympathizing like truly know the pain, (right)
killed her only son,
Make her wanna blow her out,
Change the channel nigga, I watch this.

Sometimes turn to rain my nigga,
The ones you love will bring you pain, my nigga,
I don't if I'll see tomorrow,
I won't cry (no), I cry.
And in this life times hard my nigga, (yea)
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga, (yea, uh)
I won't stop- try the day I die,
And I cry (no), I can't cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Look, yo)

Take a ride through the man,
And me what you witness,
Poverty, richness, crooked and misfits,
Violence, hatred, devastation,