Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Cry

Yeah,
Need y'all to feel me, yo,
my pain,
Said soft niggas can't hard times, yo,
that shit,
Yea, (yeah) ay (ay),
Real don't cry,
Look,
Yo-
Was a youngin' with that fresh fade,
chest, legs skinny,
That dreaming had me tryna be the next Penny,
pennies on my feet,
Momma paid for I'm wearing,
At the fair staring at girls, not a in the world.
Aw. nigga, but shit done changed "Mayne" was my nickname,
A little nigga chasing things, tryna game,
Now I'm a man worried my fam.
Let me explain,
It's like my stay broke, and if not them shit's sprained.
And so I rap for my niggas in the struggle,
Feeling the world's on your back so you stumble,
And it feels like a get sacked, and then you fumble.
Jobs don't call a nigga back, so back to the hustle.
praying for they moms,
At the same 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 time you catch me up at church is a funeral.
(Damn)

Sometimes sunshine 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 getting hard my nigga,
But fuck that, I'm for the stars, my nigga,
I won't stop- try the day I die,
And I cry (no), I can't cry.
(Ay, ay, ay, yea)
(Listen, yo)

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

What the fuck is up with world?
Got these grown fucking with girls?
Plus the harassing us,
week be blasting us, on accident- or so they claim.
Reporters sympathizing like truly know the pain, (right)
They killed her son,
Make her wanna her brains out,
Change the channel nigga, I can't this.

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

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