Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Lord

Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, in me,
point out my I put something in him.
like thats the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck around and (okay)
Cause to You wanna send me,
And I aint got the energy, I let the in (okay)
I aint gotta walk around town my chest stuck out,
A frown up my face when the come out.
Niggas what it is one of the best, no doubt.
Doubt that, test him and the S is up out.
Aggression niggas without,
too aggressive rest under leafs where the Gs hang out.
Im back than ever.
D-boy, so its whatever, however, whenever.
I dare ya, bears, bear ya.
my positivity failure,
But they try to hear ya,
When niggas are gonna hear ass out,
Send you to the mort, you inside out,
it to your momma till she pass out.
Too many in the casket now,
These foul bastards dont appreciate so fuck em,
The P neena stay dumping.
Lord, please forgive me the more 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, I fuck around and stay (okay)
Cause to You wanna send 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, ???
confuse this with ???
Nigga I refuse to a ???
Put you people in the ??? the ??? starts spitting.
Im living, nigga Im him,
Take him his paradise, Trice on his way to prison.
Picture him his children,
Peel him, to another region.
Them XTC got niggas demons.
When the weapons spill, the niggas bleeding.
Fore I leave this world they gon him,
O. aint deceiving these people, just em.
The hoods hes breathing,
Its all good, him in the box of wood.
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, when I fuck around and (okay)
Cause to You wanna send me,
And I got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
Trice is nice aim,
Put a in a permanent frame,
When a niggas so to bang,
Cuz a niggas switching 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 semi spitting, listen.
Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I empty, nothing in me,
point out my enemy I put in him.
Feeling like the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck 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 me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
point out my I put something in him.