Luyện nghe bài hát One Time

Yo, the in the sky scream homicide
But it was time to ride on some niggas funny
If too money talking
We make em
Real rap, no tale spinning, is the life of a
Kam-I-Ka-Ze
We wilin' out of control until we all make the funny like Comic-Con
Feared in all so, if you ever see me out in y'all streets
Find one to occupy
I never for the best
I a nigga would
Turn and walk away
I wish a nigga
Listen to my instincts and say fuck the
But once you've had the better ain't as good
Weak heartedness be involved
Stick to the script, nigga, your improv
the samurai
The street's Code
Play part, shut the fuck up, and do as I was told

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

Not a thing I besides fear itself
This is clearly a lesson for someone else
Reach for the crown of thorns upon the
around my neck
I've been taught by
Capture moment in time, it's a smash and grab
And where my party people y'all have a blast
You say goodbye, I say first and last
Hello hello, Now all of y'all elevate glass
To an of what time will do to you
When those nameless things keep on eluding you
When is new to you and lies is true to you
of suspects-usual, coming though to you
Man, I guess if I was lucky it was one time
Then I went missing for the sublime
A nigga low, left the ladder unclimbed
Time time, verse blank, the line un-rhymed

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

I wonder when you die do you hear harps and
If you born on the other side of the crack
Niggas math 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 wanna make the noise inside your belly
One means being on the front line
Being on the front line means one time
The pendulum swinging my way, couldn't be more
Niggas talk to the cops? Not one time
Cause we all down just like the sub prime
Or a cheap ass half gallon of
But hopping over gates to escape is
through the alley way and down 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
once can I be on time
Then I start to think what's the
Who to be on time
Feeling and if I ever got lucky it was one time
In crazy world