Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Holy

[Intro: Vic
Cam, whattup
in peace Killa Cam

[Verse 1: Vic
I been smokin' that can't you tell, I'm as hell
Hide my pain, but I hide it well, die for like Galileo
Posted with my homies, brosky OZs
Hope this stogie that we smoking help me forget I'm lonely
Lonely Massachusetts, on the road no
Wrote song inside my notebook, toke this tunchi think of Tony
He was 20, took one in the tummy
Caught a to the backbone by the hand of his own homie
Holy Jesus holy
Holy Jesus holy
Jesus holy holy
Holy holy holy

[Hook: Vic
Who can see the future? We may know it
Sweets and kama sutra, swisher swisher would you it?
Who can see the future? We may know it
Sweets and sutra, swisher swisher would you blow it?
If the world tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow, you smoke with me?
If the world tomorrow
If the ends tomorrow, would you smoke with me?

[Verse 2: Vic
your grandma, go light this L, go post bro bail
Hate to spend your last night in jail, a plan and try to make amends
Or maybe a stand and tell how you feel
Sentimental recollection, revelation, resurrection, God,
What would people about if I died?
I wonder sometimes if this I
Make keep me alive
But what if my tape never dropped or my had flopped
Or I stopped at a red light and a semi-truck ran into my
What my obituary column be?
How would they color me in the Wikipedia follow me
Would you follow my failures or mail family apologies?
Like, sorry for loss, like they the one that lost
Well I'm watchin' from the side a six man
like Marlon Wayans but without the white chicks man
I when they killed Killa Cam on Stoney
Got it tattooed on my wrist in memory of my big

[Verse 3:
See these the type of records make me about Alori
It kills me inside we can't hear her of the story
I kept my PCS with all of our text messages
As evidence that I was thinking holy
Holy moly was I incorrect, chain cigarettes
My tee is but the irony is that I'm so depressed
Ain't no gettin' over this, I just lost my
Meanin' that me breathing now is inhumane
She live through me I die, this what love sound like
I'm her baby boy, she my rib I'm by her side
God, my my angel for a day or so
I'd pack up all my sins and L I blow and let 'em go

[Outro: Vic x3
Make your bed, play for dead, kill enemies
Smoke down, get drunk, a party
in love with you
Wonder if you remember me
Or would you just fade