After Music Lyrics - Singles - Werd (s.o.s)

[Werd] 

Check mate I aint been to church in a while like 

Spend all my time on this 

In my circle we cipher we talking 

We stand out in the ring like a sophrein 

We swing clubs hit green like golfing 

Do it stoned and still get it rocking 

Buzz broke Im knocking 

Dont ring a bell no names not dropping 

No plaques just plaque that Im flossing 

Got no stacks but Im stacking my options 

Should I go start walking 

Or should I stay till the day that am off and 

Sick and Im coughing or sticked in a coffin 

R.I.P. though he did rip it often 

So the grave stone reads 

Drew Devine may you rest in peace 

We cant forget see you left on beats 

All of your thoughts in your talk and speech 

Though I walk through the valley of death 

May my rhymes put my mind at rest 

And when Im gone and all thats left 

I had something to live through yes [x2] 

So whats after life like after mics 

Cause now Im like 'do I have to write' 

Nah get it right recite 

Its all in the head Im the paranoid type 

Shit I wish you would clap 

Maybe doing that wouldnt be so slack 

I could get it tight and type up a rap 

That you might like but I like my rap 

So back (Back) you look like prey 

I pray for the day that they take me away 

My life my mic its nothing but stress 

This life this mic will be all thats left 

Text engraved on the granet 

I got to pray but he might not granite it 

I dont want to die on the planet 

Cold underground just another rap bastard