Luyện nghe bài hát Morire Da Solo (Die Alone)

man ima die alone, lonely a hole in my soul
sorta like when you fold, wearin hot furs in the cold
man ima die alone, you feel the all in my bones
excuse my religion for the cash, how long it last?
I see the future in my weed bag, man ima die
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 mind 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 cats in the buildin before i
me how yah feelin, man ima die alone

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 like a
envisions of me like im were cindy and marchy(?)
i was real deal razor, through all the drama
from coke deals high heels all of the karma, comin
breath fufilling a slow death
although you know i can't anythin less
i was the line just to fight your battle
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 ima tell it all on the microphone
and i it in my heart ima die alone

Die
it might be a reala cou de
imagine if you heard rhyme
man every line
man every fine ass dime
man magic on the make em shime
man ima die alone, its just like the bullets and the
there but your really not at home
you the death tone through the phone
laugh and yah gone, everything i get wrong
man im the vegas type, man what the like
man holla homie when you get yah paper right
man ima die alone, in a benz all alone
wrapp me like a mummie, egypt
man it to my pocket like a rocket
forever deeze words i keep my photo in your
man sweet as candy, or even jolly ranchers
the fo fo matters cause its pink gathers
man im alone, i put my wings on my own
i look like an when they get fully grown
on the ropes, the gods say up the dope
and like lathersahl hit ever note
till im broke, man even tho butta
they say yo retreats to the gutta
with all the othas, no happiness
they show you from the baby you can die alone

You can die