Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

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

No matter how hard I cry it just seem loud enough
(And God is that's right God is good)
Lord I hope 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 letter my nigga in prison
He said he them and its
Too far to drive don't worry about a visit
All he needed was a pictures

And a few dollars, way he ain't 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 he asked me about his shorty
I hate he asked me his shorty
its been some years since I saw him

Him not knowing his baby's momma's
And ever 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 nigga did him wrong
Put him right 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, turning snake
'Cause O G's don't even take please

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

No how hard 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

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

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

But listen cuz I'm holding on playa
The Lord ain't brought me that far just to me off here
Y'all arguing about religions
While y'all to y'all old books 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, nope not at the
everybody gonna meet there
And niggaz you ain't even like in your first
They gonna by you and speak, so

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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)
Ooh