Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Dead

I up to a tune on the radio, check it
An old church hymn behind a record (yeahhh)
Sounded kinda funky so I it, right
But rudely interrupted by a neighborhood street
will you motherfuckers quit?
Every motherfuckin mornin the same ol bullshit
I peeped to see the
Some nigga runnin a butcher knife, screamin out "assassin!"
He ran by a friend of mine, it him
His eyes fear, that's the reason why he stuck him
Anyway, that's how I it
You rarely see a nigga another nigga,
And he mean it
So the way I took it
Anyway the boy is dead, no how you look at it
And goes on..
I was feelin kinda - aiyyo something's wrong
I went to take a duke
Bumped into the and I smooth went through
Now I'm thinkin I'm in
I to touch my face, but I couldn't feel my beard stubble
I screamed, "oh help!"
Looked into the mirror and I couldn't see
I called up my mom's
And realized was wrong, no doubt
She picked up, "hello" in a low tone
I said, "hey ma!" and she hung up the
and lookin weary
My cousin walks in, I said, "what's up? " but he didn't me
packin up my shit g
Looked at a of me, put it down and said, "rest in peace"
what he said man
I can't talk, I don't exist, I'm a man
I guess I'm dead right?
I'm goin to the cemetary to peep out gravesite
And enough, there it is
My mom and girl talkin, on to brad's kids
I look the box g
Son of a bitch! I don't believe it, me!
Momma me on my head
Aww shit.. I'm (I'm dead)