Luyện nghe bài hát One Time

Yo, the spirit in the sky homicide
But it was time to ride on some funny talking
If too money talking
We em economize
Real rap, no tale spinning, is the life of a
Kam-I-Ka-Ze
We wilin' out of control until we all the funny papers like Comic-Con
in all streets so, if you ever see me out in y'all streets
Find one to occupy
I hope for the best
I wish a nigga
around and walk away
I wish a nigga
Listen to my instincts and say the rest
But you've had the best better ain't as good
heartedness cannot be involved
Stick to the script, nigga, fuck your
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
Then I start to think the rush
Who wants to be on
Feeling unlucky and if I got lucky it was one time
In crazy world

Not a thing I besides fear itself
This is clearly a lesson learned for else
Reach for the crown of thorns upon the
Cross my neck
I've been taught by
Capture moment in time, it's a smash and grab
And where my 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 what will do to you
When those nameless just keep on eluding you
shit is new to you and lies is true to you
Words of suspects-usual, coming to you
Man, I guess if I was lucky it was one time
Then I went missing looking for the
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
the big deal, why do they feel
The need to have us marching on
Feeling unlucky and if I'd ever got lucky it was one
In crazy world

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

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