Luyện nghe bài hát R.I.P.

Make me than all my enemies
the R.O.C. is now

My is in melt down
As I puff upon the black mouth
Observing my enemies as coast
In an fashion

But the (?)
Contains masses of waves
I pray that souls may rest in piece
they're dead
And don't even know it yet

But I see, I see
corrupt
The bad man direct
of God's chapel

He the very fabrics
Of his is now kill
And now his mind I must steal and
May you in peace

I'm away in the
I'm in the day
Got to keep my skin
All of sun rays

Got a out coffin
the velvet interior
The house sleeps in style,
we inferior

Tinted sun
So I can see the rise
See my come alive
And darkness fill my

Oh my
It's on, as my coffin
I your fucking neck
'Cause it was made for

I'm provoking the field
a gat (?)
I my bitches bloody red
Like steaks (?)
Rest in

streets and alley ways
I'm heading you off at the
My dying days my face
me safe through all this mess

It's going to be a
But I'm fuck it to releave stress
need to heata'
Instead I eat a bag of

Feelin' your weaker
Rotatin' through bumpin' speaker
I sent your deepest thoughts to the back
lay down motherfucker it's a jack

Drunk and I'm thinking about major memories
old school to new school
Rest in
on some hennessy and I'm out