Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath The Surface

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

And spoke about the average lost
That was seen by a in a prophetic vision
Like a plane from a bomb blast
Special broadcast slot wit Comcast

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

a shot wit low-pressure water gun play
Instantly slap your fire like it's Palm
I fashion the first jewel from the elements, the earth
And it to a complex, network 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 wind pattern, it's west
Success is freedom but can mean death

Humans aim shovels, dig up debris and rubble
damage caused by the W
Now who callously urge you to merge
And the workers'll serve you?

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

underneath the surface
But as your lie
our will is worthless
Like we're beneath the sky

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

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

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

Skip for a month and grew some dreads
Had a tell my family I was dead
Return at the last fall of the autumn
the plan accordingly, in case the feds are recording me

Sign all documents forgery
'Cuz the mere thought of me
I'm like Solomon, spoke
the world I'm black [Incomprehensible]

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

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

I met dwellers in the deserts, to shepherds
Been in the of many leopards
Felt the death of Satan's mistress
Walked through districts
Before studied pagan scriptures

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

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

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

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

Scratch the surface