Luyện nghe bài hát Too Late

Yo, when the bass thump, the jump
Like way crunk, yeah
punks get they face lumped
Sent to the most high, by the fit
You gotta do, fuck that almost
The fam is close
You diggin', know the clock don't tickin'
Glocks still spittin', the block politickin'
Like presidents with they minds on arrival
Leaving no of a struggle for survival
Songs to the times like the psalms read in the Bible
Stepping to this leaves thoughts in your head suicidal'
It's the T to the A-L-I-B the deep
Rolling with my wanna battle who chief buddha
And see through the overspecialized,
No lie texturized, emcees who got the mesmerized
With empty rhetoric, they better
Niggas so hollow they echo like sentiments

Nowadays rap coming half-hearted
Commercial like pop, or like black markets
Where were you the day died?
Is it too early to mourn? Is it too to ride?

Kwa is chillin', is chillin'
What more can I say, we stay
And killings
Take children the wilderness, by the hand
It's a feeling, show 'em how to be a man
Exactly, pack trees in my
My sound fat a Neve while you thin like a Mackie
C'mon, shine so when I walk by
You got ta like the motherfucking sun in your eye
What! Say somethin, you frontin
It ain't nothing, let off like I'm big hunting
Me and Tek way blunted
Wave running on beaches white sand
With a tan
Smack the mic with my right hand
When I'm
Leave you so far in the dust that you to bite it
On fire like lost to riots
Yo, ain't no stopping us we all united

Nowadays rap artists half-hearted
Commercial like pop, or underground like black
Where were you the day died?
Is it too early to Is it too late to ride?