Luyện nghe bài hát One by One

I don't need highs to raise me
I don't need highs to lift me up
I don't your smiles to wake me]
I think that I should slowly go
Never ending trials I am
I don't want their to mix me up
I'm all fucked up
My lucky friend your luck will end today
I need these highs to raise me
I need these lows to numb
I want these trials to be raiding me
I need their noses to nose my heart
That's a
get it on
My lucky friend your luck will end today
My lucky says your luck will end today

Ice on the battlefield
Twenty below was the wind
Winchester rifle the hot lead
It burnt a in their fucking heads
Bullets on the battlefield
The survivor is the one who
Now they drown in own blood
Men laying where once stood
Through the fire and the
Niggas crawling with back broke
And they're hopeful they don't croak
spraying and there's no hope
From (?) I slay my enemy, drained him of his
I for this victory, you die in your iniquity
Ice c-c-cold on the
below motherfucker, that's the wind chill
A thousand men they come and they
One by one
the preacher, the mortician
You can't this coalition
Its I'm fighting against the prohibition
In the sunlight, bong!, you see sword glisten

My lucky says your luck will end today
Now we got taste for blood
Now we got taste for blood from the
This is all but surmounted by peace
It is

Killa Hill,
ran, never will
Besmirch the mil
Movie on y grill
Never jam, never
C'mon wheel
A bag of cash in the
Queen on the
I'm just one of my mom's eight sons
One of those nine
Slice your neck with a
Its an Ol' cousin
A student of justice
my mind
(?) the atom bomb to us
I in the moonlight
praise in the sunlight
Seen the platoon strike at midnight to the
Oh what a
With just a butter knife they could hijack your crew (?) interrupt life
Then raise the of grass, hash, gas, and rice
I a white square (?) to sacrifice the night

One by one
One by one
One by one
One by one
One by one