Luyện nghe bài hát After Music

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

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

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

So whats life like after mics
Cause now Im like 'do I to write'
Nah get it recite
Its all in the head Im the paranoid
Shit I wish you clap
Maybe doing that wouldnt be so
I get it tight and type up a rap
That you like but I like my rap
So back (Back) you like prey
I pray for the day that they take me
My my mic its nothing but stress
This life this mic be all thats left
Text on the granet
I got to but he might not granite it
I dont to die on the planet
Cold underground another rap bastard

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