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 loud enough
(That's right, y'all could stand up and now)
Lord I hope hearing me
(We halfway through the road)
goes out to the lonely streets
(We got about another hundred to go)
And all my brothers sick of y'all

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

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

And a few dollars, that way he have to worry
About borrowing from a
me to check on his old girl
Make sure it's all good for her and the

But Hell I already did and then he asked me about his
I hate he 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
kinda trapped in a storm

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

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

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 of crying y'all

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

See I pray I pray for everybody
I to God bless America
That way these terrorist can't 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 got too much hatred installed in us
The radio and TV they just can't get enough this big old world
I guess it still just ain't big

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

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

No how hard I cry
It just seem loud enough
Lord I hope You're me
This 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 hope 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
Ooh

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

So I'm sending my condolences to those
Who lost family to the hands of the men that befriend us
Y'all remember, we all in this together but who's ain't forgiving
Y'all gonna have Hell 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 of crying y'all

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 how hard I cry
It just don't seem loud
Lord I hope hearing me
This out to the lonely streets
And all my sick of crying y'all

No how hard I cry
It don't seem loud enough
Lord I hope hearing me
goes out to the lonely 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 thank You Lord)
Ooh