Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

But he goes on and on about when he gets
And then he mention every nigga that did him
Put him right back he started at
But he snitched

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 sick of crying

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

No matter, no matter, no matter, no
How hard I cry, how 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 gonna so much gangsta shit to tell me
And it's gonna feel so to seeing them together

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

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

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

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

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

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