Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

Our Father, who art in
Thank You Lord, Lord, thank You

No matter how I cry it just don't seem loud enough
(That's right, y'all stand up and rejoice now)
I hope You're hearing me
(We about halfway the road)
This goes out to the streets
(We got about another years to go)
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No matter how I cry it just don't seem loud enough
(And God is that's right God is good)
Lord I hope hearing me
(In fact God is not sometimes)
This out to the lonely streets
(He's all the time)
And all my brothers of crying y'all

I got a letter my nigga in prison
He he shooked them and its
Too far to don't even worry about a visit
All he needed was a couple

And a few dollars, that way he ain't to worry
About borrowing from a
Told me to on his old girl
Make sure all good for her and the kids

But Hell I already did and then he me about his shorty
I hate he asked me about his
'Cause its been some years I saw him

Him not knowing his baby's momma's
And ever the days he's been gone
She's trapped in a storm

But he on and on about when he gets home
And he mention every nigga that did him wrong
Put him right back where he at
But he ain't

So he feels that them in his click
They ought to pay for
He did his time, day for day, without turning
real O G's don't even take please

No matter how I cry
It just don't seem loud
Lord I hope You're me
goes out to the lonely streets
And all my sick of crying y'all

No matter how I cry
It just don't seem enough
I hope You're hearing me
This out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers of crying y'all

See when I pray I for everybody
I pray to God bless
That way these terrorist tear us up
But I'm sick and tired of a lot of other

And the bottom line is we set examples for the kids
We first ought to teach them love 'cause days
Us niggaz got too much hatred in us
The radio and TV they just can't get this great big old world
I guess it still just big enough

But listen cuz I'm holding on playa
The Lord ain't brought me that far to drop me off here
Y'all keep about religions
While y'all referring to y'all old of the Bible
Y'all all out to the last bus to Heaven

See gonna wait, ain't gonna be no fighting
No pushing, no cussing, not at the gate
everybody gonna meet there
And niggaz you ain't even in your first life
They gonna by you and speak, so

No matter how I cry
It just don't seem enough
I hope You're hearing me
This out to the lonely streets
And all my sick of crying y'all

No matter how I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope hearing me
goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No matter, no matter, no matter, no
How I cry, how hard I cry
Oh no matter how I cry
Ooh

Eve and 'Pac and Biggie become the of buddies
Invest some money together in Heaven
I know niggaz gonna have so much gangsta shit to tell me
And it's gonna feel so to seeing them together

So I'm sending my condolences to those
Who family members to the hands of the men that befriend us
Y'all remember, we all in this together but who's ever ain't
gonna have Hell getting in Heaven

No matter how I cry
It just seem loud enough
I hope You're hearing me
This out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying

No matter how I cry
It just don't seem loud
Lord I hope hearing me
This out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of crying

No matter how I cry
It don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're me
This goes out to the streets
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No matter how I cry
It just don't seem loud
Lord I hope hearing me
This goes out to the lonely
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No matter, no matter, no matter, no matter, no
How hard I cry, how I cry
Oh no matter how I cry
(Thank You Lord Lord You Lord)
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