Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath The Surface

On a man-made lake, there's a sheet of ice
Where unskilled skaters cut twice
That's sixteen, uncut, direct the cold
on a soul, the result, death by the bulk in a vault

And spoke the average lost permission
That was seen by a king in a prophetic
Like a plane crash a bomb blast
Special slot time wit Comcast

That kept the jury quiet and now the perform
While man, now hangin' his dawn
I swing on you fake personalities
And your ratings with hypes behind casualties

Fire a wit low-pressure water gun play
Instantly slap your fire like it's Sunday
I the first jewel from the elements, the earth fumes
And built it to a complex, network of
up against a hopeless situation

I screen every vehicle enemy observation
Swarmin' unpredictably, we terror
the fog significantly, change the era
Check my wind pattern, headin' west
Success is freedom but failure can death

Humans sweat aim shovels, dig up debris and
Permanent caused by the W
Now who callously you to merge through
And think the serve you?

The sonic who just dropped the next novel
World-wide rapidly, more to
It's accountless, of MC's I save
Then them same niggas squander those gifts I gave

Scratch underneath the
But as purpose lie
Seems our will is
Like pawns beneath the sky

a race by reason
And is just a win
For empty soul I in
myself from givin' in

Love and hatred, home is sacred
Both species, they lay naked in the of the oasis
Think back on niggas I ate wit, a day wit
Guns we wit, niggas I relate wit

We broke
I heard a vine, niggas worked for the fed
Sent out secretly to my head
I layed back and meditate to the they said

Skip town for a month and some dreads
Had a friend tell my family I was
Return at the last fall of the leaf
Operate the plan accordingly, in case the feds are me

all documents using forgery
'Cuz just the mere of me
I'm Solomon, spoke bluntly
Told the I'm black [Incomprehensible]

And howls from the hunt me
The smell of death's me
I dwell in the like Ghandi
in the presence of mad peasants

And old kings, who sold everything on a quest for divine
Slept in to get a clear mind
Who prayed times
When the moon lit and the sun rise

I met dwellers in the deserts, to shepherds
Been in the mouth of many
Felt the death of Satan's mistress
through vacant districts
Before religions studied pagan

Two and physicians on a cure missions
Who harden they hearts, to warn the weak and sick and
Candles lit, wit a bitch
Who made me love her, I touch her

Soft paws, high claws, bees wit sweet honey in mouth
Had bitter stingers at they
Walked through the chambers of
a whole lawn to hell
Embracin' her was like embracin' the third

Scratch the surface
But as your lie
Seems our will is
Like we're pawns the sky

a race by reason
And that is a win
For empty soul I in
Keep from givin' in

Scratch underneath the