Luyện nghe bài hát One Time

Yo, the spirit in the sky homicide
But it was time to ride on some niggas talking
If too money talking
We em economize
Real rap, no tale spinning, such is the of a
Kam-I-Ka-Ze
We out of control until we all make the funny papers like Comic-Con
Feared in all so, if you ever see me out in y'all streets
Find another one to
I never for the best
I a nigga would
Turn around and away
I wish a could
Listen to my instincts and say the rest
But once you've had the best better as good
Weak heartedness be involved
to the script, nigga, fuck your improv
Like the
The street's Code
Play your part, shut the up, and do as I was told

I was late for the bus
Just can I be on time
I start to think what's the rush
Who wants to be on
Feeling unlucky and if I got lucky it was one time
In this world

Not a thing I fear besides fear
is clearly a lesson learned for someone else
Reach for the crown of upon the shelf
around my neck
I've taught by stealth
Capture this in time, it's a smash and grab
And my party people y'all finna have a blast
You say goodbye, I say hello and last
Hello hello, Now all of y'all elevate glass
To an example of time will do to you
those nameless things just keep on eluding you
When is new to you and lies is true to you
Words of suspects-usual, though to you
Man, I guess if I was ever lucky it was one
I went missing looking for the sublime
A nigga stayed low, left the ladder
Time after time, verse blank, the line

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

I wonder when you die do you hear harps and
If you born on the other side of the pipe
Niggas learn just to understand the crack price
drive in head first like the jack knife
Cause out here, yo you can't belly flop
If you make the noise inside your belly stop
One time means on the front line
Being on the front line means one time
The pendulum swinging my way, couldn't be blind
Niggas talk to the cops? Not even one
Cause we all down just like the sub prime
Or a cheap ass half of Ballantine
But hopping over gates to is sublime
Then through the alley way and down to the sub
from the streets
A life of crime
To it to the bottom
Such a climb

I was late for the bus
Just once can I be on
I start to think what's the rush
Who wants to be on
Feeling and if I ever got lucky it was one time
In this crazy