Luyện nghe bài hát One by One

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

Ice cold on the
Twenty below was the wind
rifle with the hot lead
It a hole in their fucking heads
Bullets on the battlefield
The survivor is the one who
Now they drown in their own
Men laying where they once
Through the and the gunsmoke
Niggas crawling with back broke
And hopeful that they don't croak
Bullets spraying and no hope
(?) I slay my enemy, drained him of his energy
I for this victory, you die in your iniquity
Ice c-c-cold on the
Twenty below motherfucker, the wind chill
A thousand men come and they fall
One by one
the preacher, the mortician
You can't this coalition
Its like I'm fighting the prohibition
In the sunlight, bong!, you see that sword

My lucky says your luck will end today
Now we got this for blood
Now we got this taste for blood the
This pain is all but by peace
It is

Killa Hill,
Never ran, never
the quarter mil
Movie on y grill
Never jam, squeal
C'mon every
A bag of in the stash
Queen on the
I'm one of my mom's eight born sons
One of those nine
Slice your neck a tongue
Its an Ol' cousin
A student of justice
my mind
(?) the atom bomb to us
I in the moonlight
Gain in the sunlight
Seen the strike at midnight to the noonlight
Oh a life
just a butter knife they could hijack your crew (?) interrupt your life
Then raise the of grass, hash, gas, and rice
I send a white square (?) to sacrifice the

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