Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

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

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

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

And a few dollars, that way he have to worry
About borrowing a nigga
Told me to on his old girl
Make sure it's all for her and the kids

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

Him not his baby's momma's horror
And since the days he's been gone
She's kinda in a storm

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Eve and 'Pac and Biggie become the of buddies
Invest some stay together in Heaven
I know them niggaz gonna have so much gangsta shit to me
And it's gonna so good 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 forgiving
Y'all gonna have Hell in Heaven

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

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

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

No matter how I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're me
goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers of crying 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 thank You Lord)
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