Luyện nghe bài hát Too Late

Yo, when the thump, the place jump
Like way crunk, yeah
Fake get they face lumped
Sent to the high, by the most fit
You gotta do, that almost shit
The fam is knit
You diggin', know the clock stop tickin'
Glocks still spittin', the block politickin'
Like with they minds dead on arrival
Leaving no evidence of a for survival
relevant to the times like the psalms read in the Bible
Stepping to this leaves thoughts in head 'it's suicidal'
It's the T to the the deep rooter
Rolling with my wanna battle cats who chief
And see the overspecialized, underpressurized
No lie texturized, who got the masses mesmerized
With rhetoric, they better quit
so hollow that they echo like sentiments

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

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

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