Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Holy

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

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

Vic Mensa]
Who can see the We may never know it
Sweets and kama sutra, swisher would you blow it?
Who can see the future? We may know it
Sweets and kama sutra, swisher swisher you blow it?
If the world ends
If the world tomorrow, would you smoke with me?
If the ends tomorrow
If the world ends tomorrow, would you smoke me?

[Verse 2: Vic
your grandma, go light this L, go post bro bail
Hate to spend your night in jail, make a plan and try to make amends
Or take a stand and tell how you feel
Sentimental recollection, revelation, resurrection, God,
What would think about if I died?
I wonder sometimes if music I
Make keep me alive
But what if my tape dropped or my album had flopped
Or I at a red light and a semi-truck ran into my ride
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, for your loss, like they the one that lost
Well I'm watchin' from the like a six man
Feelin' like Marlon but without the white chicks man
I remember when they killed Cam on Stoney
Got it tattooed on my wrist in memory of my big

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

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