Luyện nghe bài hát The Wake

It really was all Drama's fault, I had the mixtape done
He's like, yeah, that's cool but I'm to go to the Bahamas
Bahamas? Nigga, we got to do
We finish killin' the fuckin' competition
We can start the service

First off I send my condolences
First off I wanna my condolences
First off I send my condolences
Rest in peace to the competition,

Rest in peace to the
What's up, Drama? Y'all know what is right?

Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da
Da, da grillz, da, da, da, da, da

I am logged on to niggas dot com
And I am everything these niggas, not Drama
I am logged on to fuck dot com
And I am everything these niggas, not Drama

Must be confusion, you niggas are not me
I am an illusion, really you cannot see
So picture me a paparazzi, H dot N dot I dot C
We don't play when we roll, no
And I you niggas, no Nazi

But this the holocaust, rap genocide,
Ike Turner that bitch slaps in the ride
My shorty tellin' me, the competition boo
And I be tellin' her Is No Competition 2, nice

Is No Competition 2
It's to wake up look in the mirror
And the competition's you

And that nigga ain't seein' me
My reflection a hard time bein' me
So they tryna do me shit, it's to dead it
I'm ya don't do even if Simon said it

I kill 'em with the shine, yeah, black diamond's credit
And my watch is sick but I have no for medics
Black ice in the Ottomar, this is order bra
First I call the up, then I call the coroner

My car is foreigner, my bitch is from
I killed the pussy night so now her man is mournin' her

Good mornin', sir, I goodnight,
Y'all on death row, I Knight, niggas
Time to depart, I book flights,
Wassup son? it look like, nigga?

dress, black suits, black shades, black boots
Black truck, black coupe, guns blow, flutes
card, black jewels, black party bag
Black Friday, it in a body bag

Black Barbie, that's what I my black braud
African plug, that's what I a black chord
Get ya sharps, get ya flats, that's the keys
Gettin' slick'll get ya holes in ya black

Black limos, black town cars, black
Black register signed in black cursive
Black tears, white tissues black purses
That's procedure when I'm back verses

The wake, it's the right here
Come before the funeral,
They call me funeral fab, nigga, a.k.a Funeral
I'm killing niggas

And I'm the undertaker,
the body in the bag
All these is dead
You look around, they're all

will be fun, it's tree fam nigga, affiliates, nice