Luyện nghe bài hát One Time

Yo, the in the sky scream homicide
But it was time to ride on niggas funny talking
If too much talking
We em economize
Real rap, no spinning, such is the life of a
pilot
We wilin' out of control we all make the funny papers like Comic-Con
Feared in all streets so, if you ever see me out in y'all
Find another one to
I never for the best
I wish a nigga
around and walk away
I wish a nigga
to my instincts and say fuck the rest
But once you've had the better ain't as good
Weak heartedness cannot be
Stick to the script, nigga, fuck your
Like the
The Hammurabi Code
Play your part, shut the fuck up, and do as I was

I was always for the bus
once can I be on time
Then I start to what's the rush
Who to be on time
Feeling unlucky and if I got lucky it was one time
In this world

Not a thing I besides fear itself
This is clearly a lesson for someone else
Reach for the crown of upon the shelf
Cross my neck
I've been by stealth
Capture this moment in time, a smash and grab
And where my party people y'all finna a blast
You say goodbye, I say first and last
hello, Now all of y'all elevate your glass
To an example of what will do to you
When those nameless things keep on eluding you
When shit is new to you and is true to you
Words of suspects-usual, coming to you
Man, I guess if I was ever it was one time
Then I went missing looking for the
A nigga stayed low, left the unclimbed
Time time, verse blank, the line un-rhymed

You ever wonder the big fuss
For everyone be on
What's the big deal, why do they
The to have us marching on line
Feeling and if I'd ever got lucky it was one time
In this world

I wonder when you die do you hear and bagpipes
If you on the other side of the crack pipe
Niggas learn math just to understand the crack
Then drive in head like the jack knife
Cause out here, yo you niggas can't belly
If you make the noise inside your belly stop
One time means being on the front
Being on the front line means ducking one
The pendulum swinging my way, be more blind
Niggas talk to the cops? Not one time
Cause we all going down just the sub prime
Or a cheap ass half gallon of
But hopping gates to escape is sublime
Then through the alley way and to the sub line
Tales from the
A life of high
To make it to the
Such a climb

I was always for the bus
Just once can I be on
Then I start to think the rush
Who to be on time
Feeling unlucky and if I got lucky it was one time
In crazy world