Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

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

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

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

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

But Hell I already did and then he asked me his shorty
I hate he me about his shorty
'Cause its 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 goes on and on about when he home
And then he mention every that did him wrong
Put him right where he started at
But he snitched

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

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

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

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

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

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

No how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud
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 seem enough
I hope You're hearing me
This out to the lonely streets
And all my sick of crying 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 best of
Invest some money together in Heaven
I them niggaz gonna have so much gangsta shit to tell me
And it's gonna feel so good to seeing them

So I'm sending my condolences 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 forgiving
Y'all have Hell getting in Heaven

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

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 seem loud enough
I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the streets
And all my brothers sick of crying

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

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