Luyện nghe bài hát Morire Da Solo (Die Alone)

man ima die alone, lonely with a in my soul
like poker when you fold, wearin hot furs in the cold
man ima die alone, you the greed all in my bones
excuse my religion for the cash, how long will it
I see the in my weed bag, man ima die alone
the bitches even on the phone, im in the zone in my own home
i spit it a cobra, im right over yah shoulda
my zodiac signs in yah till it's ova
man ima die alone, man i can the hands of the gods
they come when i open tha koran, even when i'm gone
man get an ipod, man it'll let you know that im a not a don
man god khan, i spent years like my days here
i it from the back, to the front, to the rear
yes dear a real rap cats in the before i leave
tell me how yah feelin, man ima die

You creamate me down to the ashes
don't wanna see my momma cryin' over a
now fast i like man my like a party
of me diein like im were cindy and marchy(?)
i was deal razor, playin through all the drama
from coke deals high all of the karma, comin back
every breath a slow death
although you know i can't anythin less
i was the front line just to fight your
like the chay at the bay, just me and my shadow
i handle it im gone, and old with arthritis
the and the hustles drugs and all nightas
i through all the static, hoes and automatic
back to back cravin the bad habit,
you know ima tell it all on the
and i feel it in my ima die alone

Die
it might be a reala cou de
imagine if you heard every
man picture every
man touch every fine ass
man magic on the tire em shime
man ima die alone, its just like the and the chrome
your there but your not at home
you hear the death tone the phone
and yah gone, everything right i get wrong
man im the vegas type, man what the paper
man holla back homie when you get yah right
man ima die alone, roll in a benz all
wrapp me like a mummie, pharoah
man sock it to my pocket like a
deeze words i keep my photo in your locket
man sweet as candy, or even jolly ranchers
the fo fo matters its about pink gathers
man im alone, i can't put my on my own
i look like an eagle when they get grown
on the ropes, the say roll up the dope
and like lathersahl hit ever note
till im broke, man tho it's butta
they say yo soul retreats to the
with all the othas, no shown
show you from the gate baby you can die alone

You can die