Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Holy

[Intro: Vic
Cam, bro?
Rest in peace Cam

1: Vic Mensa]
I been that can't you tell, I'm high as hell
Hide my pain, but I it well, die for thinkin' like Galileo
Posted with my homies, rollin' OZs
Hope this that we smoking help me fake forget I'm lonely
Massachusetts, on the road no roadies
Wrote this song inside my notebook, toke this tunchi of Tony
He was only 20, 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 We may never know it
Sweets and kama sutra, swisher swisher would you it?
Who can see the future? We may never it
and kama sutra, swisher swisher would you blow it?
If the world tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow, you smoke with me?
If the world ends
If the world ends tomorrow, would you with me?

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

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

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