Luyện nghe bài hát One Time

Yo, the spirit in the sky scream
But it was to ride on some niggas funny talking
If too money talking
We make em
Real rap, no spinning, such is the life 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 y'all
Find another one to
I never for the best
I wish a would
Turn around and away
I wish a nigga
Listen to my instincts and say fuck the
But once you've had the best ain't as good
Weak heartedness be involved
Stick to the script, nigga, fuck improv
Like the
The street's Hammurabi
Play your part, the fuck up, and do as I was told

I was always for the bus
once can I be on time
Then I to think what's the rush
Who wants to be on
Feeling 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 for someone else
Reach for the crown of upon the shelf
Cross my neck
been taught by stealth
Capture this moment in time, it's a and grab
And where my party people 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 things keep on eluding you
shit is new to you and lies is true to you
Words of suspects-usual, though to you
Man, I if I was ever lucky it was one time
Then I missing looking for the sublime
A nigga stayed low, left the unclimbed
after time, verse blank, the line un-rhymed

You ever what's the big fuss
For everyone be on
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 this world

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

I was always for the bus
Just can I be on time
Then I start to think the rush
Who wants to be on
Feeling unlucky and if I got lucky it was one time
In this world