Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

No how hard I cry it just don't seem loud enough
(That's right, could 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 sick of crying y'all

No matter how hard I cry it just don't loud enough
(And God is good that's 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 sick of y'all

I got a from my nigga in prison
He said he shooked and its
Too far to drive even worry about 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 on his old girl
Make sure all good for her and the kids

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

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

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

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

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 brothers sick of y'all

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

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

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

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

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

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 sick of y'all

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 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 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 members to the hands of the men that befriend us
Y'all remember, we all in together but who's ever ain't forgiving
Y'all gonna have getting in Heaven

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 y'all

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

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 of crying y'all

No how hard I cry
It just seem loud enough
I hope 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 I cry, how hard I cry
Oh no matter how I cry
(Thank You Lord Lord You Lord)
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