Luyện nghe bài hát Morire Da Solo (Die Alone)

man ima die alone, lonely with a in my soul
sorta like poker when you fold, hot furs in the cold
man ima die alone, you feel the all in my bones
excuse my religion for the cash, how will it last?
I see the in my weed bag, man ima die alone
the bitches even said on the phone, im in the zone in my own
i spit it like a cobra, im over yah shoulda
my zodiac signs in yah till it's ova
man ima die alone, man i can the hands of the gods
come when i open tha koran, cause 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 last here
i it from the back, to the front, to the rear
yes dear a real rap in the buildin before i leave
tell me how yah feelin, man ima die

You can't creamate me down to the
don't wanna see my cryin' over a casket
now fast i like man my life's a party
envisions of me diein like im were and marchy(?)
i was real deal razor, playin through all the
from coke high heels all of the karma, comin back
every breath fufilling a slow
although you i can't expect anythin less
i was the front just to fight your battle
like the chay at the bay, it's me and my shadow
i it till im gone, and old with arthritis
the grinds and the drugs and all nightas
i went all the static, hoes and automatic
back to back cravin the bad habit,
you know ima it all on the microphone
and i feel it in my heart ima die

Die
it be a reala cou de thai
if you heard every rhyme
man every line
man touch every fine ass
man magic on the make em shime
man ima die alone, its just like the and the chrome
your there but your really not at
you hear the death tone through the
laugh and yah gone, right i get wrong
man im the vegas type, man what the paper
man holla back when you get yah paper right
man ima die alone, roll in a all alone
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 cotton candy, or even jolly
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 get fully grown
on the ropes, the say roll up the dope
and stacey lathersahl hit ever note
till im broke, man even tho it's
they say yo retreats to the gutta
with all the othas, no shown
they show you from the baby you can die alone

You can die