Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Lord

Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, in me,
out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling thats the only remedy.
Send him on his way, I fuck around and stay (okay)
Cause to You they wanna me,
And I aint got the energy, I let the in (okay)
I aint gotta around town with my chest stuck out,
A frown up my face when the come out.
Niggas know 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 leafs where the Gs hang out.
Im stronger than ever.
D-boy, so its whatever, however, whenever.
I dare ya, poor bears, ya.
Pardon my failure,
But aint try to hear ya,
When niggas are gonna your ass out,
Send you to the mort, you inside out,
it to your momma till she pass out.
Too partners in the casket now,
These foul bastards dont appreciate life so em,
The P neena neena dumping.
Dear Lord, forgive me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my I put something in him.
Feeling thats the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck around and (okay)
Cause to You they wanna me,
And I got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
Now Trice aint all running his mouth,
He do for a living,
Yall gotta him,
In the streets he my nigga, ???
Dont this with ???
Nigga I to lose a ???
Put you people in the ??? the ??? starts spitting.
Im living, nigga Im him,
Take him his paradise, Trice on his way to prison.
him leaving his children,
Peel him, to another region.
Them XTC pills got demons.
When the spill, the same niggas bleeding.
Fore I leave this they gon believe him,
O. deceiving these people, just feeding em.
The what hes breathing,
Its all good, him in the box of wood.
Dear Lord, please forgive me the I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put in him.
Feeling like the only remedy.
him on his way, when I fuck around and stay (okay)
Cause to You wanna send me,
And I aint got the energy, I let the in (okay)
Trice is nice aim,
Put a nigga in a frame,
a niggas so determined to bang,
Cuz a niggas lanes in that European thang.
be mad at ya boy, boy,
Handel business, cuz he the toy-toy.
Niggas envious, em up, Jehova witnesses,
the semi starts spitting, listen.
Dear Lord, please forgive me the I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put in him.
Feeling like thats the remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck and stay (okay)
Cause to You wanna send me,
And I aint got the energy, I let the in (okay)
(A capella)
Dear Lord, please forgive me the I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put in him.