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, y'all stand up and rejoice now)
I hope You're hearing me
(We about through the road)
goes out to the lonely streets
(We got about another years to go)
And all my brothers sick of crying

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

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

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

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

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

But he goes on and on about he gets home
And then he mention every nigga did him wrong
Put him right back he started at
But he snitched

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

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

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

And the bottom is we gotta set examples for the kids
We first ought to them love 'cause these days
Us niggaz got too much installed in us
The radio and TV they can't 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 far just 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 everybody 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 like in first life
gonna walk by you and speak, so

No how hard I cry
It don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're 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 You're 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
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Eve and 'Pac and Biggie become the of buddies
Invest some stay together in Heaven
I know them niggaz gonna so much gangsta shit to tell me
And it's gonna feel so to seeing them together

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

No how hard 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 y'all

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

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

No how hard I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're me
This out to the lonely streets
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 how hard I cry
(Thank You Lord thank You Lord)
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