Luyện nghe bài hát One Time

Yo, the in the sky scream homicide
But it was to ride on some niggas funny talking
If too much money
We em economize
Real rap, no tale spinning, such is the of a
pilot
We out of control until we all make the funny papers like Comic-Con
Feared in all streets so, if you ever see me out in streets
Find one to occupy
I hope for the best
I wish a nigga
Turn around and walk
I a nigga could
Listen to my instincts and say the rest
But once you've had the better ain't as good
Weak heartedness be involved
Stick to the script, nigga, fuck improv
Like the
The street's Hammurabi
your part, shut the fuck up, and do as I was told

I was always for the bus
Just 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 this crazy

Not a thing I fear fear itself
This is a lesson learned for someone else
Reach for the crown of thorns upon the
Cross around my
I've taught by stealth
Capture this moment in time, it's a smash and
And where my party people finna have a blast
You say goodbye, I say hello and last
hello, Now all of y'all elevate your glass
To an example of what will do to you
When nameless things just keep on eluding you
When shit is new to you and 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, the ladder unclimbed
Time after time, verse blank, the line

You wonder what's the big fuss
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 ever got it was one time
In this world

I wonder when you die do you hear and bagpipes
If you born on the other side of the pipe
Niggas learn math just to understand the price
Then drive in head first like the jack
out here, yo you niggas can't belly flop
If you make the noise inside your belly stop
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 Not even one time
Cause we all going down like the sub prime
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 life of crime
To make it to the
Such a climb

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