Luyện nghe bài hát One by One

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

Ice on the battlefield
Twenty was the wind chill
rifle with the hot lead
It burnt a hole in their fucking
Bullets on the battlefield
The survivor is the one who
Now drown in their own blood
Men laying where they once
the fire and the gunsmoke
Niggas crawling with their broke
And they're hopeful that they croak
Bullets spraying and no hope
From (?) I slay my enemy, drained him of his
I fight for victory, you die in your iniquity
Ice on the battlefield
Twenty below motherfucker, that's the chill
A thousand men they come and they
One by one
Call the preacher, the
You stop this coalition
Its like I'm against the prohibition
In the sunlight, bong!, you see that glisten

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

Hill, Brownville
Never ran, will
the quarter mil
Movie on y grill
jam, never squeal
C'mon wheel
A bag of cash in the
on the bills
I'm just one of my mom's eight born
One of nine swordsmen
your neck with a tongue
Its an Ol' cousin
A student of justice
my mind
(?) the atom bomb to us
I bathe in the
Gain in the sunlight
the platoon strike at midnight to the noonlight
Oh a life
With just a butter knife they could hijack your crew (?) interrupt your
raise the price of grass, hash, gas, and rice
I send a white square (?) to the night

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