Luyện nghe bài hát I Cry

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

No matter how hard I cry it just don't seem enough
(That's right, could stand up and rejoice now)
Lord I You're hearing me
(We about through 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 I cry it just don't seem loud enough
(And God is good right God is good)
I hope You're hearing me
(In God is not good sometimes)
This out to the lonely streets
(He's all the time)
And all my brothers sick of y'all

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 have to worry
About borrowing a nigga
Told me to check on his old
sure it's all good for her and the kids

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

Him not knowing his momma's horror
And ever since the days he's been
She's kinda trapped in a

But he on and on about when he gets home
And then he mention nigga that did him wrong
Put him back where he started at
But he ain't

So he feels that niggaz in his click
ought to pay for that
He did his time, day for day, without snake
'Cause real O G's even take please

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

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

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

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

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 to y'all old books 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, not at the gate
'Cause everybody meet there
And you ain't even like in your first life
They gonna by you and speak, so

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

No matter, no matter, no matter, no
How I cry, how hard I cry
Oh no how hard I cry
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Eve and 'Pac and Biggie become the of buddies
Invest some stay together in Heaven
I know them niggaz gonna so much gangsta shit to tell me
And it's gonna feel so good to seeing together

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

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

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

No matter how I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're me
goes out to the lonely streets
And all my brothers 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 thank You Lord)
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