Luyện nghe bài hát It's Not Too L8te

"The is mine!"
"It's not too late! It."

XL]
Yo (let's go in!)
I'll take promotions it's never gone
Murder rappers in they home, Instagram they bodies from the livin
The belligerent as genius but ignorant as killin men
more grievin widows than a dead Mormon polygamist can
The sin synonym, cinematography, try me
Ain't about a bitch like Diana Ross biography
Wildin out Latin fans at the World Cup
Atlas "Chino do me a favor, hold this world up!"
Murder my daily notion, no fear is my weird
Straight until my respiratory system barely functions
I'm in rare form, therefore rappers sound they're four
Spit it sick, hope you niggas took
I'm Rican, gas in the chamber like I'm a German
My flow is nappy like Tyra Banks without the weave and in
Filmin without a permit, hermit
Degenerate, you swing a Confederate veteran flag and I'll and burn it
A freebie, I'll end your existance, Chandra Levy
Chances higher than Sean Kingston catchin
Whatever, it's never too for hate and controversy
'til I'm in Heaven poppin pills with Brittany
Yeah...

XL]
Yo, Chino the odd spitter that's the limits of God's perimeter
I'm misunderstood and feared as literature
Niggas bitter as balsamic vinegar, my a miniature Dillinger
Erasin the face of a racist
lessons how to deliver intestines to delicatessens
With dexterity of slicin tendons
Holdin the captive, my rap shit is pornographic
My is suicidal like Patrick Kilpatrick
You not in my brackets, you can't it
You a living oxymoron puttin a faggot in a straitjacket
Warriors spill blood, for coroners zippin up
"VDRDRDRDR!" put you inside of a wood chipper!
No homo jolly laughin folly textin smileys
Tears tattoo Chino on when they catchin bodies
Make every family member inside house cry
you ain't got the life expectancy of a house fly
YEAH! ...

XL]
Yo, Chino the driven, the wall was livin, the decisions
Trippin, I'm artistically gifted to the of autism
Slip it in war wisdom, spit rigomortis 'til the chorus
Put you in a box stiff and then lifted by
Your closest homie loco sippin on Lokos
Photos passed around like bitches morals that oral me
Then me to wife 'em like they awful lifers normal, my fight is global
My site is more than plural, I'm sharper than any coral
It's like I found a portal to another time my beyond
You than Dream cheatin on Christina Milian
They say I'm too and I take advantage
Beat you 'til my hands is lookin like a KFC down sandwich!
your brain, hematomas and teeth missin
Listen, when I'm spittin best to a cage on your face like you're fencin
the end of days but not too late to be a casualty
I'm known for iron bars, that's why they named a after me
Toma...