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 in Alaska
they about to know the drill man
So f*ckin' illy I got to pop a pill again Adderall,
X all 20 or 30
Gotta stay in the land of opportunity
Prepared for any twist and that anybody threw at me
to be a beast learned it all up in the cypher
All off the top 90% of you writers
of my f*ckin' heritage and nationality
I grew up decapitating anybody who me
rapidly ain't nobody be lapping me
Jackie joiner 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 hard I burn calories
Setting fire to mics til the melted and ash you see
I've lost my marbles somebody should straight me
Latch it and throw the key in the part of the blackest sea
Toss me on an island like f*ckin' casted me
And still make it back and make every hater a casualty
Connecticut shouts to my homie Apathy
And shouts to everyone who supported me on my to be
in one way or an other cus grammatically
They know no one f*ck with my metaphorical masterpiece
Got the f*ckin' Reaper coming after me
The good die young someone show me where the be

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

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

I keep on moving
With my head high
I do this forever or at least until I die
Ain't no use in
I got left to hide
I do this forever
You stop me if you tried

I keep on forward
With my head high
I do this shit or at least until I die
no use in stopping
I got left to hide
I do this shit
You stop me if you tried