Luyện nghe bài hát One by One

I don't need these to raise me
I need these highs to lift me up
I don't your smiles to wake me]
I don't that 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 need these highs to raise me
I need these lows to numb
I don't want these to be raiding me
I don't need their noses to my heart
a start
get it on
My lucky says your luck will end today
My lucky friend says your luck will end

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

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

Killa Hill,
ran, never will
Besmirch the mil
cams on y grill
Never jam, squeal
C'mon every
A bag of in the stash
Queen on the
I'm one of my mom's eight born sons
One of those nine
Slice your neck with a
Its an Ol' Dirty
A of Allah's justice
my mind
(?) the atom to crush 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 crew (?) interrupt your life
raise the price of grass, hash, gas, and rice
I send a white square (?) to sacrifice the

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One by one
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