Luyện nghe bài hát After Music

Check mate I aint been to in a while like
all my time on this

In my circle we cipher we
We stand out in the ring like a
We swing clubs hit green golfing
Do it stoned and still get it
Buzz broke Im
ring a bell no names not dropping
No plaques just plaque that Im
Got no stacks but Im my options
Should I go start
Or should I till the day that am off and
Sick and Im coughing or in a coffin
R.I.P. he did rip it often
So the grave reads
Drew Devine may you rest in
We forget see you left on beats
All of thoughts in your talk and speech

Though I through the valley of death
May my put my mind at rest
And when Im and all thats left
I had to live through yes [x2]

So after life like after mics
Cause now Im like 'do I to write'
Nah get it right
Its all in the Im the paranoid type
Shit I wish you would
Maybe doing that wouldnt be so
I could get it tight and up a rap
That you like but I like my rap
So (Back) you look like prey
I for the day that they take me away
My life my mic its but stress
This life this mic will be all left
Text engraved on the
I got to pray but he not granite it
I dont want to die on the
Cold underground another rap bastard

Though I walk through the of death
May my rhymes put my mind at
And Im gone and all thats left
I had something to through yes [x2]