(feat. Ron Isley)    [Trick Daddy]  Our father who art in heaven  Thank you Lord  Lord thank you Lord    [Trick Daddy speaking over chorus]  That's right  Y'all could stand up and rejoice now  We about halfway through the road  We got about another hundred years to go  Thats for sure  God is good thats right God is good  In fact God is not good sometimes  He's good all the time    [Chorus 2x: Ron Isley]  No matter how hard I cry  It just don't seem loud enough  Lord I hope you're hearing me  This goes out to the lonely streets  And all my brothers sick of crying yall    [Verse 1]  I got a letter from my nigga in prison  He said he shooked them and its  Too far to drive don't even worry about a visit  All he needed was a couple pictures  And a few dollars  That way he ain't have to worry about borrying  From a nigga  Told me to check on his old girl  Make sure its all good  For her and the kids  But hell I already did  And then he asked me about his shorty  I hate he asked me about his shorty  Cause its been some years since I saw him  Him not knowing his baby's momma's horror  And ever since the days he's been gone  She's kinda trapped in a storm  But he goes on and on about when he gets home  And then he mention every nigga that did him wrong  Put him right back where he started at  But he ain't snitched  So he feels them that niggaz in his click  They ought to pay for that  He did his time day for day without turning snake  Cause real OG's don't even take pleas    [Chorus 2x]    [Verse 2]  See when I pray I pray for everybody  I pray that God bless America  That way these terrorist can't tear us up  But I'm sick and tired of a lot of other things  And the bottom line is  We gotta set examples for the kids  We first ought to teach em love  Cause these days us niggaz got  Too much hatred installed in us  The radio and TV they just can't get enough  This great big old world  I guess it still just ain't big enough  But y'all listen cuz I'm holding on playa  The Lord ain't brought me that far  Just to drop me off here  Y'all keep arguing about religions  While y'all referring to y'all old books of the bible  Y'all all out to miss the last bus to heaven  See everybody gonna wait  Aint gonna do be no fighting, no pushing, no cussing  Nope not at the gate  Cause everybody gonna meet there  Niggaz you ain't even like in your first life  They gonna walk by you and speak  So    [Chorus 2x]    [Bridge - Ron Isley]  No matter no matter no matter  How hard I cry how hard I cry  Oh no matter how hard I cry  Ooh Yea    [Verse 3]  Even and 'Pac and Biggie become the best of buddies  Invest some money stay together in heaven  I know them niggaz gonna have so much gangsta shit to tell me  And its gonna feel so good seeing them together  So I'm sending my deepest condolences  To those who lost family members  To the hands of the men that befriend us  Y'all remember we all in this together  But whosever ain't forgiving  Y'all gonna have hell getting in heaven    [Repeat Chorus till fade]