Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Lord

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