Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

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

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

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

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

But Hell I already did and then he asked me about his
I hate he me about 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 trapped in a

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

So he feels that them niggaz in his
They ought to pay for
He did his time, day for day, without turning
'Cause real O G's even take please

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 sick of crying

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

See when I pray I pray for
I pray to God America
way these terrorist can't tear us up
But I'm sick and tired of a lot of things

And the line is we gotta set examples for the kids
We first ought to teach them love 'cause these
Us got too much hatred 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 y'all listen cuz I'm on playa
The Lord ain't brought me that far to drop me off here
Y'all arguing about religions
y'all referring to y'all old books of the Bible
Y'all all out to miss the last bus to

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

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

No matter how I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're me
This out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers 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 the best of buddies
Invest some money together in Heaven
I know them niggaz have so much gangsta shit to tell me
And it's gonna feel so good to seeing together

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

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

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

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

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