Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

No matter how hard I cry it just seem loud enough
(That's right, y'all stand up and rejoice now)
Lord I hope You're me
(We about through the road)
goes out to the lonely streets
(We got another hundred years to go)
And all my brothers sick of y'all

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

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

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

Him not knowing his momma's horror
And ever since the days he's gone
She's kinda trapped in a

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

So he feels that them niggaz in his
They ought to pay for
He did his time, day for day, turning snake
'Cause O G's don't even take please

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 of crying y'all

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

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

And the bottom line is we gotta set examples for the
We first ought to teach them love 'cause these
Us niggaz got too hatred installed in us
The and TV they just can't 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 to drop me off here
Y'all arguing about religions
While y'all referring to y'all old of the Bible
Y'all all out to miss the bus to Heaven

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

No matter how I cry
It just don't seem 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 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 how hard I cry
Ooh

Eve and 'Pac and Biggie become the best of
Invest money stay together in Heaven
I know them niggaz gonna have so much gangsta to tell me
And gonna feel so good 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 but who's ever ain't forgiving
Y'all gonna have Hell in Heaven

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

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

No matter how I cry
It just don't seem enough
Lord I You're hearing 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 matter how I cry
(Thank You Lord thank You Lord)
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