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 like the only remedy.
Send him on his way, when I fuck and stay (okay)
to You they wanna send me,
And I got the energy, I let the clip in (okay)
I aint gotta walk town with my chest stuck out,
A frown up my when the press come out.
know what it is one of the best, no doubt.
Doubt that, test him and the S is 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, bears, bear ya.
my positivity failure,
But aint try to hear ya,
When are gonna hear your ass out,
you to the mort, turn you inside out,
Sing it to your momma till she out.
Too partners in the casket now,
These foul bastards dont appreciate life so em,
The P neena stay dumping.
Dear Lord, please me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling like 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)
Now aint all about running his mouth,
He do for a living,
Yall feel him,
In the streets he my nigga, ???
Dont this with ???
I refuse to lose a ???
Put you people in the ??? the ??? starts spitting.
Im living, nigga Im him,
Take him from his paradise, on his way to prison.
Picture him his children,
Peel him, to another region.
Them XTC pills got demons.
the weapons spill, the same niggas bleeding.
Fore I leave world they gon believe him,
O. aint deceiving these people, just em.
The what hes breathing,
Its all good, him in the box of wood.
Dear Lord, please forgive me the more I live I grow empty, in me,
out my enemy I put something in him.
Feeling like thats the remedy.
him on his way, when I fuck around and stay (okay)
Cause to You they 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 niggas so to bang,
Cuz a niggas switching lanes in that thang.
be mad at ya boy, boy,
Handel business, cuz he the toy-toy.
Niggas envious, crunch em up, witnesses,
the semi starts 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 thats the remedy.
Send him on his way, when I around and stay (okay)
Cause to You they wanna me,
And I aint got the energy, I let the in (okay)
(A capella)
Dear Lord, please me the more I live I grow empty, nothing in me,
out my enemy I put something in him.