Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Lord

Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I I grow empty, nothing in me,
out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling like thats the remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck around and (okay)
Cause to You they send me,
And I got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
I aint gotta walk around town with my chest 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 need without,
too aggressive niggas under leafs where the Gs hang out.
Im stronger than ever.
D-boy, so its whatever, however, whenever.
I dare ya, poor bears, ya.
my positivity failure,
But they try to hear ya,
When are gonna hear your ass out,
Send you to the mort, you inside out,
it to your momma till she pass out.
Too many partners in the now,
These foul bastards dont life so fuck em,
The P neena neena dumping.
Lord, please 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 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,
gotta feel him,
In the streets he my nigga, ???
confuse this with ???
Nigga I to lose a ???
Put you people in the ??? when the ??? spitting.
Im living, nigga Im him,
Take him from his paradise, on his way to prison.
him leaving his children,
Peel him, pilgrimage to region.
XTC pills got niggas demons.
When the weapons spill, the same 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.
Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling like thats the 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)
is nice with 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.
Lord, please 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 around and stay (okay)
to You they wanna send me,
And I aint got the energy, I let the in (okay)
(A capella)
Dear Lord, forgive me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
out my enemy I put something in him.