Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

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

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

I got a letter from my nigga in
He said he them and its
Too far to drive don't even about a visit
All he needed was a couple

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

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

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

But he goes on and on about he gets home
And then he every nigga that did him wrong
Put him right back where he at
But he snitched

So he feels that them niggaz in his
ought to pay for that
He did his time, day for day, without snake
'Cause real O G's don't even please

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

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

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

And the bottom is we gotta set examples for the kids
We first ought to teach them love 'cause these
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 just ain't big enough

But y'all listen cuz I'm on playa
The Lord brought me that far just to drop me off here
Y'all keep arguing religions
While y'all referring to y'all old books of the
Y'all all out to miss the last bus to

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

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

No how hard I cry
It don't seem loud enough
I hope You're hearing me
This 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 how hard I cry
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Eve and and Biggie become the best of buddies
Invest some money stay together in
I know them niggaz have 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 to the hands of the men that befriend us
remember, we all in this together but who's ever ain't forgiving
Y'all gonna have Hell in Heaven

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

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

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