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 thinkin' like
with my homies, brosky rollin' OZs
Hope stogie that we smoking help me fake forget I'm lonely
Lonely Massachusetts, on the no roadies
Wrote this song inside my notebook, this tunchi think of Tony
He was only 20, took one in the
Caught a to the backbone by the hand of his own homie
Holy holy holy
Jesus holy holy
Holy holy holy
Holy Jesus holy

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

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

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

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