Luyện nghe bài hát Holy Holy

[Intro: Vic
Cam, whattup
Rest in Killa Cam

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

[Hook: Vic
Who can see the future? We may never it
Sweets and sutra, swisher swisher would you blow it?
Who can see the future? We may never it
Sweets and sutra, swisher swisher would you blow it?
If the world ends
If the world ends tomorrow, you smoke with me?
If the world tomorrow
If the world tomorrow, would you smoke with me?

[Verse 2: Vic
Call your grandma, go light this L, go bro bail
Hate to spend your last night in jail, make a and try to make amends
Or maybe take a stand and how you feel
recollection, revelation, resurrection, God, question
What would people think if I died?
I sometimes if this music I
Make would keep me
But what if my tape never dropped or my album had
Or I stopped at a red light and a semi-truck ran into my
What would my obituary be?
How would color me in the media? Wikipedia follow me
you follow my failures or mail your family apologies?
Like, sorry for your loss, like they the one lost
Well I'm watchin' from the like a six man
Feelin' like Marlon but without the white chicks man
I remember when killed Killa Cam on Stoney
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 hear her side of the story
I kept my Metro PCS with all of our text
As evidence I was thinking holy matrimony
Holy moly was I incorrect, chain cigarettes
My tee is wrinkled but the irony is that I'm so
Ain't no gettin' over this, I lost my everything
that even 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 by her side
God, my my angel for a day or so
I'd pack up all my and every L I blow and let 'em go

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