Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Lord

Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put in him.
Feeling thats the only remedy.
Send him on his way, I fuck around and stay (okay)
Cause to You they send me,
And I aint got the energy, I let the in (okay)
I aint gotta walk around town with my chest out,
A frown up my face when the press out.
know what it is one of the best, no doubt.
Doubt that, him and the S is come up out.
niggas need without,
too aggressive niggas rest under where the Gs hang out.
Im back stronger ever.
D-boy, so its whatever, however, whenever.
I ya, poor bears, bear ya.
Pardon my failure,
But aint try to hear ya,
When niggas are gonna hear ass out,
Send you to the mort, you inside out,
Sing it to momma till she pass out.
Too many in the casket now,
These foul bastards appreciate life so fuck em,
The P neena stay dumping.
Dear Lord, please me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my I put something in him.
Feeling like the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck and stay (okay)
Cause to You they send me,
And I aint got the energy, I let the in (okay)
Now Trice aint all running his mouth,
He do for a living,
Yall feel him,
In the he mute my nigga, ???
Dont confuse with ???
I refuse to lose a ???
Put you in the ??? when the ??? starts spitting.
Im living, nigga Im him,
Take him his paradise, Trice on his way to prison.
him leaving his children,
Peel him, pilgrimage to region.
XTC pills got niggas demons.
When the spill, the same niggas bleeding.
Fore I leave this world they gon him,
O. aint deceiving people, just feeding em.
The hoods hes breathing,
Its all good, him in the box of wood.
Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put in him.
Feeling like the only remedy.
Send him on his way, I fuck around and stay (okay)
Cause to You wanna send me,
And I got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
Trice is nice aim,
Put a nigga in a frame,
When a so determined to bang,
Cuz a switching lanes in that European thang.
be mad at ya boy, boy,
Handel business, cuz he the toy-toy.
envious, crunch em up, Jehova witnesses,
When the starts spitting, listen.
Dear Lord, please me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling thats the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I around and stay (okay)
Cause to You wanna send me,
And I got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
(A capella)
Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I empty, nothing in me,
point out my I put something in him.