| Song | Ain't Nobody Worryin' |
| Artist | Anthony Hamilton |
| Album | Ain't Nobody Worryin' |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Hamilton, Ozuna, Saadiq | |
| 作词 : WOOTEN, KELVIN/OZUNA, ROBERT/HAMILTON, ANTHONY/SAADIQ, | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| When the shots fly high | |
| And the siren starts to ring | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| When the kids die young | |
| And the mothers are suffering | |
| Ain't nobody prayin' | |
| When they kneel down low | |
| All they doin' is tyin' their shoe string | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more, no more | |
| The homeless have no where to turn | |
| When their stomach starts to burn' | |
| Cause they ain't got food to eat | |
| How the children gonna learn | |
| When they gotta take turns' | |
| Cause they ain't got books to read | |
| Then our babies turn to crime | |
| Started gettin' high' | |
| Cause the job train's kinda slow' | |
| Cause ain't nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| When the tears start to fall and you can't see your way | |
| Just carry on, c'mon, | |
| Judgment Day | |
| You don't have to mourn, help's on the way' | |
| Cause ain't nobody worryin' no more, no more, no more | |
| These are our precious times | |
| Disease taking lives | |
| Medicaid ran out | |
| Show me a weapon line | |
| There's a mother on the phone | |
| Tryin' to beat the drought | |
| Tell me when will this end? | |
| All the suffering, my faith is runnin' low | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| When the tears start to fall and you can't see your way | |
| And just carry on, c'mon, | |
| Judgment Day | |
| Don't have to mourn no more, help's on the way' | |
| Cause ain't nobody worryin' | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| When the shots fly high | |
| And the siren starts to ring | |
| I said, ain't nobody worryin' | |
| When the kids die young | |
| And the mothers are suffering | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| The black man's doing time | |
| And no one cares for him(Nobody carin') | |
| The government on the grind | |
| And tryin' to fence him in(Our babies are gettin' high) | |
| With drugs in the schools | |
| We need to pray again | |
| When will it end? | |
| Will it end? | |
| Will it end? | |
| Will it end?' | |
| Cause ain't nobody worryin' | |
| Shots fly high | |
| And the siren starts to ring | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| When the kids die young | |
| And the mothers are suffering | |
| Ain't nobody prayin' | |
| When they kneel down low | |
| All they doin' is tyin' their shoe string | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| Ain't nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| Ain't nobody worryin'no more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more |
| zuo qu : Hamilton, Ozuna, Saadiq | |
| zuo ci : WOOTEN, KELVIN OZUNA, ROBERT HAMILTON, ANTHONY SAADIQ, | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the shots fly high | |
| And the siren starts to ring | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the kids die young | |
| And the mothers are suffering | |
| Ain' t nobody prayin' | |
| When they kneel down low | |
| All they doin' is tyin' their shoe string | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more, no more | |
| The homeless have no where to turn | |
| When their stomach starts to burn' | |
| Cause they ain' t got food to eat | |
| How the children gonna learn | |
| When they gotta take turns' | |
| Cause they ain' t got books to read | |
| Then our babies turn to crime | |
| Started gettin' high' | |
| Cause the job train' s kinda slow' | |
| Cause ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| When the tears start to fall and you can' t see your way | |
| Just carry on, c' mon, | |
| Judgment Day | |
| You don' t have to mourn, help' s on the way' | |
| Cause ain' t nobody worryin' no more, no more, no more | |
| These are our precious times | |
| Disease taking lives | |
| Medicaid ran out | |
| Show me a weapon line | |
| There' s a mother on the phone | |
| Tryin' to beat the drought | |
| Tell me when will this end? | |
| All the suffering, my faith is runnin' low | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| When the tears start to fall and you can' t see your way | |
| And just carry on, c' mon, | |
| Judgment Day | |
| Don' t have to mourn no more, help' s on the way' | |
| Cause ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the shots fly high | |
| And the siren starts to ring | |
| I said, ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the kids die young | |
| And the mothers are suffering | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| The black man' s doing time | |
| And no one cares for him Nobody carin' | |
| The government on the grind | |
| And tryin' to fence him in Our babies are gettin' high | |
| With drugs in the schools | |
| We need to pray again | |
| When will it end? | |
| Will it end? | |
| Will it end? | |
| Will it end?' | |
| Cause ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| Shots fly high | |
| And the siren starts to ring | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the kids die young | |
| And the mothers are suffering | |
| Ain' t nobody prayin' | |
| When they kneel down low | |
| All they doin' is tyin' their shoe string | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' no more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more |
| zuò qǔ : Hamilton, Ozuna, Saadiq | |
| zuò cí : WOOTEN, KELVIN OZUNA, ROBERT HAMILTON, ANTHONY SAADIQ, | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the shots fly high | |
| And the siren starts to ring | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the kids die young | |
| And the mothers are suffering | |
| Ain' t nobody prayin' | |
| When they kneel down low | |
| All they doin' is tyin' their shoe string | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more, no more | |
| The homeless have no where to turn | |
| When their stomach starts to burn' | |
| Cause they ain' t got food to eat | |
| How the children gonna learn | |
| When they gotta take turns' | |
| Cause they ain' t got books to read | |
| Then our babies turn to crime | |
| Started gettin' high' | |
| Cause the job train' s kinda slow' | |
| Cause ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| When the tears start to fall and you can' t see your way | |
| Just carry on, c' mon, | |
| Judgment Day | |
| You don' t have to mourn, help' s on the way' | |
| Cause ain' t nobody worryin' no more, no more, no more | |
| These are our precious times | |
| Disease taking lives | |
| Medicaid ran out | |
| Show me a weapon line | |
| There' s a mother on the phone | |
| Tryin' to beat the drought | |
| Tell me when will this end? | |
| All the suffering, my faith is runnin' low | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| When the tears start to fall and you can' t see your way | |
| And just carry on, c' mon, | |
| Judgment Day | |
| Don' t have to mourn no more, help' s on the way' | |
| Cause ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the shots fly high | |
| And the siren starts to ring | |
| I said, ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the kids die young | |
| And the mothers are suffering | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| The black man' s doing time | |
| And no one cares for him Nobody carin' | |
| The government on the grind | |
| And tryin' to fence him in Our babies are gettin' high | |
| With drugs in the schools | |
| We need to pray again | |
| When will it end? | |
| Will it end? | |
| Will it end? | |
| Will it end?' | |
| Cause ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| Shots fly high | |
| And the siren starts to ring | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| When the kids die young | |
| And the mothers are suffering | |
| Ain' t nobody prayin' | |
| When they kneel down low | |
| All they doin' is tyin' their shoe string | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' | |
| No more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more | |
| Ain' t nobody worryin' no more, no more, no more | |
| No more, no more |