Through the Tears

If you ever been to Harlem
You would see that there are many problems
Brothers killing brothers
And mothers arguing with fathers
Sisters having babies
Because a homeboy told her that he loved her
So she fell into the trap
And now there is no looking back

Through the tears
We can see them crying
Can we stop the rain
Can we stop their pain
Through the tears
Mother's suffering
There's nowhere to go
Maybe thеy don't know

What are we gonna do
The world is going to sеlf destruct
Unless we make a change
We gotta stop playing their game
The world is in their hands
We have to take a stand
And try to make them understand
That we are the master plan
(Oooh yeah)

Now the responsibility of raising a child is in her hands
She ain't got no job to go to
And now she ain't even really got no man
Her baby is crying
'Cause he just wants something to eat
So she turns to the little crack bottle
And that's the beginning of her defeat

Through the tears
We can see them crying
Can we stop the rain
Can we stop their pain
Through the tears
Mother's suffering
There's nowhere to go
Maybe they don't know

Through the tears
We can see them crying
Can we stop the rain
Can we stop their pain
Through the tears
Mother's suffering
There's nowhere to go
Maybe they don't know