One By One Lyrics - Banks & Steelz

I don't need these highs to raise me 

I don't need these highs to lift me up 

I don't want your smiles to wake me 

I don't think that I should slowly go 

Never ending trials I am facing 

I don't want their wives to mix me up 

I'm all fucked up today 

My lucky friend says your luck will end today 

I don't need these highs to raise me 

I don't need these lows to numb 

I don't want these trials to be raiding me 

I don't need their noses to nose my heart 

That's a start 

Let's get it on 

My lucky friend says your luck will end today 

My lucky friend says your luck will end today 

Ice cold on the battlefield 

Twenty below was the wind chill 

Winchester rifle with the hot lead 

It burnt a hole in their fucking heads 

Bullets ring on the battlefield 

The survivor is the one who kills 

Now they drown in their own blood 

Men laying where they once stood 

Through the fire and the gunsmoke 

Niggas crawling with their back broke 

And they're hopeful that they don't croak 

Bullets spraying and there's no hope 

From (?) I slay my enemy, drained him of his energy 

I fight for this victory, you die in your iniquity 

Ice c-c-cold on the battlefield 

Twenty below motherfucker, that's the wind chill 

A thousand men they come and they fall 

One by one 

Call the preacher, the mortician 

You can't stop this coalition 

Its like I'm fighting against the prohibition 

In the sunlight, bong, you see that sword glisten 

My lucky friend says your luck will end today 

Now we got this taste for blood 

Now we got this taste for blood from the 

This pain is all but surmounted by peace 

It truly is 

Killa Hill, Brownville 

Never ran, never will 

Besmirch the quarter mil 

Movie cams on y grill 

Never jam, never squeal 

C'mon every wheel 

A bag of cash in the stash 

Queen on the bills 

I'm just one of my mom's eight born sons 

One of those nine swordsmen 

Slice your neck with a tongue 

Its an Ol' Dirty cousin 

A student of Allah's justice 

Boosting my mind 

(?) the atom bomb to crush us 

I bathe in the moonlight 

Gain praise in the sunlight 

Seen the platoon strike at midnight to the noonlight 

Oh what a life 

With just a butter knife they could hijack your crew (?) interrupt your life 

Then raise the price of grass, hash, gas, and rice 

I send a white square (?) to sacrifice the night