Luyện nghe bài hát Until I Die

[feat.

I started in the game on the and I still am
All of it off the on my back without a deal man
Spit it real, and treat em like protected areas in
they about to know the drill man
So f*ckin' illy that I got to pop a again Adderall,
X all 20 or 30
Gotta focused in the land of opportunity
for any twist and turn that anybody threw at me
Grew to be a beast it all up in the cypher
All off the top slaughtered 90% of you
of my f*ckin' heritage and nationality
I grew up decapitating anybody who me
Rapping rapidly nobody be lapping me
Jackie curses 26 paces in back of me
An alcoholic but f*ck it homie I'd be
Liquored up not giving a f*ck and living
On the go diet I burn calories
fire to mics til the melted plastic and ash you see
I've lost my somebody should straight jacket me
Latch it and the key in the deepest part of the blackest sea
Toss me on an island like f*ckin' casted me
And still I'll make it back and make every hater a
Running Connecticut shouts to my homie
And shouts to who supported me on my path to be
Successful in one way or an cus grammatically
They know no one could f*ck with my metaphorical
Got the f*ckin' Grim Reaper coming me
The die young someone show me where the casket be

I keep on forward
With my head held
I do this shit or at least until I die
no use in stopping
I got left to hide
I do this shit
You couldn't stop me if you

Nobody f*ckin' my flow man
day Comanche swords swinging in both hands
Hip hop is all I man dank
B*tches to 2001 motherf*ckin' Slow Jam
Keep grinding til the day that Webby holds the
Make my sit the f*ck down Franky Roosevelt
With that polio flow homie I'm dope as
of my movement and I'm treating all of my soldiers well
My fans know I give rhyming a rest
And I mean that, from the left of my chest
I got heart, so all you motherf*ckers step game up
Me with a microphone is like Bob Ross with a paint
All you lame f*cks getting from the waist up
I don't need a cheap shot to leave raps laid up
Shane with punches f*ckin' your face up
Eating at roofs Chris now let me the stakes up

I keep on forward
With my head high
I do shit forever or at least until I die
no use in stopping
I got nothing left to
I do shit forever
You couldn't stop me if you

I keep on forward
my head held high
I do this shit forever or at until I die
no use in stopping
I got nothing left to
I do this shit
You couldn't me if you tried