Luyện nghe bài hát After Music

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

In my we cipher we talking
We stand out in the ring a sophrein
We swing clubs hit green like
Do it stoned and get it rocking
broke Im knocking
Dont ring a bell no not dropping
No just plaque that Im flossing
Got no but Im stacking my options
Should I go walking
Or should I till the day that am off and
Sick and Im or sticked in a coffin
R.I.P. though he did rip it
So the grave reads
Devine may you rest in peace
We cant see you left on beats
All of your thoughts in talk and speech

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

So whats after life after mics
Cause now Im like 'do I have to
Nah get it recite
Its all in the Im the paranoid type
Shit I you would clap
Maybe doing that be so slack
I get it tight and type up a rap
That you might but I like my rap
So back (Back) you look prey
I for the day that they take me away
My my mic its nothing but stress
This this mic will be all thats left
engraved on the granet
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 valley of
May my rhymes put my at rest
And when Im gone and all thats
I had something to live yes [x2]