One By One Banks & Steelz

[Verse 1: Paul Banks]
I don’t needs these highs to raise me
I don’t need these highs to lift me
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 wiles 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 know
I don’t want these childs to be rating 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

[Verse 2: RZA]
Ice cold on the battlefield
Twenty below was the wind chill
Winchester rifle with the hot lead
That burnt a hole in their fuckin heads
Bullets rained 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 gun smoke
Niggas crawlin with their backs broke
And they hoping that they don’t croak
Bullets sprayin and there’s no hope
One by one I slay my enemy
Drain them of their energy
I fight for this victory
You die in your iniquity
Ice cold on the battlefield
Twenty below, motherfucker, that’s the wind chill
A thousand men may come but they fall one by one
Call the preacher and the mortician you can’t stop this coalition
It’s like I’m fighting against the prohibition
In the sunlight, bong, you see that sword glisten