Luyện nghe bài hát One by One

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

Ice on the battlefield
below was the wind chill
Winchester with the hot lead
It burnt a hole in their fucking
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 their back broke
And they're hopeful that they croak
Bullets spraying and there's no
(?) I slay my enemy, drained him of his energy
I for this victory, you die in your iniquity
Ice on the battlefield
Twenty below motherfucker, the wind chill
A thousand men they and they fall
One by one
the preacher, the mortician
You can't this coalition
Its like I'm fighting against the
In the sunlight, bong!, you see sword glisten

My lucky friend says luck will 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

Killa Hill,
ran, never will
Besmirch the 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 eight born sons
One of those nine
Slice your with a tongue
Its an Ol' cousin
A of Allah's justice
my mind
(?) the bomb to crush us
I in the moonlight
Gain praise in the
Seen the platoon strike at midnight to the
Oh what a
With just a butter knife they could hijack crew (?) interrupt your life
Then raise the price of grass, hash, gas, and
I send a white (?) to sacrifice the night

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