Текст песни Trick Daddy f Ron Isley - I Cry
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[Trick Daddy]Our father who art in heavenThank you LordLord thank you Lord[Trick Daddy speaking over chorus]That`s rightY`all could stand up and rejoice nowWe about halfway through the roadWe got about another hundred years to goThats for sureGod is good thats right God is goodIn fact God is not good sometimesHe`s good all the time[Chorus 2x: Ron Isley]No matter how hard I cryIt just don`t seem loud enoughLord I hope you`re hearing meThis goes out to the lonely streetsAnd all my brothers sick of crying yall[Verse 1]I got a letter from my nigga in prisonHe said he shooked them and itsToo far to drive don`t even worry about a visitAll he needed was a couple picturesAnd a few dollarsThat way he ain`t have to worry about borryingFrom a niggaTold me to check on his old girlMake sure its all goodFor her and the kidsBut hell I already didAnd then he asked me about his shortyI hate he asked me about his shortyCause its been some years since I saw himHim not knowing his baby`s momma`s horrorAnd ever since the days he`s been goneShe`s kinda trapped in a stormBut he goes on and on about when he gets homeAnd then he mention every nigga that did him wrongPut him right back where he started atBut he ain`t snitchedSo he feels them that niggaz in his clickThey ought to pay for thatHe did his time day for day without turning snakeCause real OG`s don`t even take pleas[Chorus 2x][Verse 2]See when I pray I pray for everybodyI pray that God bless AmericaThat way these terrorist can`t tear us upBut I`m sick and tired of a lot of other thingsAnd the bottom line isWe gotta set examples for the kidsWe first ought to teach em loveCause these days us niggaz gotToo much hatred installed in usThe radio and TV they just can`t get enoughThis great big old worldI guess it still just ain`t big enoughBut y`all listen cuz I`m holding on playaThe Lord ain`t brought me that farJust to drop me off hereY`all keep arguing about religionsWhile y`all referring to y`all old books of the bibleY`all all out to miss the last bus to heavenSee everybody gonna waitAint gonna do be no fighting, no pushing, no cussingNope not at the gateCause everybody gonna meet thereNiggaz you ain`t even like in your first lifeThey gonna walk by you and speakSo[Chorus 2x][Bridge - Ron Isley]No matter no matter no matterHow hard I cry how hard I cryOh no matter how hard I cryOoh Yea[Verse 3]Even and `Pac and Biggie become the best of buddiesInvest some money stay together in heavenI know them niggaz gonna have so much gangsta shit to tell meAnd its gonna feel so good seeing them togetherSo I`m sending my deepest condolencesTo those who lost family membersTo the hands of the men that befriend usY`all remember we all in this togetherBut whosever ain`t forgivingY`all gonna have hell getting in heaven[Repeat Chorus till fade]