Luyện nghe bài hát One Time

Yo, the spirit in the sky scream
But it was time to on some niggas funny talking
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 papers like Comic-Con
Feared in all streets so, if you ever see me out in streets
another one to occupy
I never for the best
I wish a nigga
Turn around and away
I wish a nigga
Listen to my instincts and say fuck the
But once you've had the best better ain't as
heartedness cannot be involved
Stick to the script, nigga, fuck 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 once can I be on
Then I start to think what's the
Who wants to be on
unlucky and if I ever got lucky it was one time
In crazy world

Not a thing I fear fear itself
This is clearly a lesson learned for someone
Reach for the of thorns upon the shelf
Cross my neck
I've been by stealth
Capture moment in time, it's a smash and grab
And where my party people y'all finna have a
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
those nameless things just keep on eluding you
When shit is new to you and lies is to you
Words of suspects-usual, though to you
Man, I guess if I was lucky it was one time
Then I went looking for the sublime
A nigga low, left the ladder unclimbed
Time time, verse blank, the line un-rhymed

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

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

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