Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

Our Father, who art in
You Lord, Lord, thank You Lord

No how hard I cry it just don't seem loud enough
(That's right, y'all could stand up and now)
Lord I You're hearing me
(We about halfway the road)
This goes out to the streets
(We got another hundred years to go)
And all my brothers sick of crying

No how hard I cry it just don't seem loud enough
(And God is good that's God is good)
Lord I hope hearing me
(In fact God is not sometimes)
goes out to the lonely streets
(He's all the time)
And all my brothers sick of crying

I got a letter from my in prison
He said he shooked and its
Too far to don't even worry about a visit
All he was a couple pictures

And a few dollars, that way he ain't have to
About borrowing a nigga
me to check on his old girl
Make sure all good for her and the kids

But Hell I already did and then he me about his shorty
I hate he asked me about his
its been some years since I saw him

Him not knowing his baby's momma's
And ever since the days he's gone
She's kinda in a storm

But he goes on and on when he gets home
And he mention every nigga that did him wrong
Put him right where he started at
But he ain't

So he feels that them niggaz in his
ought to pay for that
He did his time, day for day, turning snake
'Cause O G's don't even take please

No matter how I cry
It don't seem loud enough
Lord I You're hearing me
goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No matter how I cry
It don't seem loud enough
I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the streets
And all my brothers of crying y'all

See when I I pray for everybody
I to God bless America
That way terrorist can't tear us up
But I'm and tired of a lot of other things

And the bottom line is we gotta set examples for the
We first ought to teach them love 'cause these
Us niggaz got too hatred installed in us
The radio and TV they just can't get enough this big old world
I guess it still ain't big enough

But y'all cuz I'm holding on playa
The ain't brought me that far just to drop me off here
keep arguing about religions
While y'all referring to y'all old of the Bible
Y'all all out to the last bus to Heaven

See gonna wait, ain't gonna be no fighting
No pushing, no cussing, nope not at the
'Cause gonna meet there
And you ain't even like in your first life
They gonna by you and speak, so

No matter how I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope hearing me
This goes out to the streets
And all my sick of crying y'all

No how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud
Lord I hope You're me
This goes out to the streets
And all my brothers of crying y'all

No matter, no matter, no matter, no
How I cry, how hard I cry
Oh no matter how I cry
Ooh

Eve and 'Pac and Biggie the best of buddies
Invest some money together in Heaven
I know them niggaz have so much gangsta shit to tell me
And gonna feel so good to seeing them together

So I'm sending my deepest to those
Who lost members to the hands of the men that befriend us
Y'all remember, we all in this but who's ever ain't forgiving
gonna have Hell getting in Heaven

No how hard I cry
It just don't loud enough
Lord I hope hearing me
This goes out to the streets
And all my brothers sick of crying

No how hard I cry
It don't seem loud enough
Lord I You're hearing me
This goes out to the lonely
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No how hard I cry
It just don't loud enough
I hope You're hearing me
This goes out to the streets
And all my sick of crying y'all

No how hard I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're me
goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers sick of y'all

No matter, no matter, no matter, no matter, no
How hard I cry, how I cry
Oh no how hard I cry
(Thank You Lord thank You Lord)
Ooh