Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath The Surface

On a man-made lake, there's a of thin ice
Where unskilled cut figure-eight twice
sixteen, uncut, direct from the cold
Head on a soul, the result, death by the in a vault

And spoke about the lost permission
That was by a king in a prophetic vision
Like a plane from a bomb blast
Special broadcast slot time wit

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

Fire a shot wit low-pressure gun play
Instantly slap your fire like it's Sunday
I fashion the first jewel from the elements, the earth
And built it to a complex, of communications
You're up against a situation

I every vehicle through enemy observation
Swarmin' unpredictably, we terror
Increase the fog significantly, the era
Check my pattern, it's headin' west
is freedom but failure can mean death

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

The sonic marvel who dropped the next novel
rapidly, more to marble
It's accountless, amount of I save
Then same niggas wanna squander those gifts I gave

Scratch underneath the
But as purpose lie
Seems our is worthless
Like we're pawns the sky

a race by reason
And that is a win
For empty I breathe in
Keep myself givin' in

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

We broke
I heard through a vine, niggas for the fed
Sent out secretly to take my
I layed back and meditate to the words they

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

Sign all documents using
'Cuz just the mere of me
I'm like Solomon, spoke
Told the world I'm [Incomprehensible]

And howls from the grave me
The smell of upon me
I dwell in the like Ghandi
in the presence of mad peasants

And old kings, who sold everything on a quest for God's
in caves to get a clear mind
Who prayed three
When the moon lit and when the sun

I met dwellers in the deserts, talked to
in the mouth of many leopards
Felt the death of Satan's mistress
Walked vacant districts
Before religions studied pagan

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

paws, high claws, bees wit sweet honey in they mouth
Had bitter at they tail
through the chambers of death
Take a lawn to hell
her was like embracin' the third rail

Scratch the surface
But as purpose lie
Seems our is worthless
Like we're pawns the sky

Face a race by
And that is a win
For empty soul I in
Keep myself from in

Scratch underneath the