Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath The Surface

On a man-made lake, there's a of thin ice
unskilled skaters cut figure-eight twice
That's sixteen, uncut, direct 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 crash from a bomb blast
broadcast slot time wit Comcast

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

Fire a shot wit water gun play
Instantly your fire like it's Palm Sunday
I fashion the first jewel from the elements, the fumes
And built it to a complex, of communications
You're up against a hopeless

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sign all documents using
just the mere thought of me
I'm Solomon, spoke bluntly
Told the world I'm [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 God's
Slept in caves to get a clear
Who prayed three
the moon lit and when the sun rise

I met dwellers in the deserts, talked to
Been in the of many leopards
Felt the death of Satan's mistress
through vacant districts
Before religions pagan scriptures

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

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

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

Face a race by
And is just a win
For soul I breathe in
Keep myself givin' in

underneath the surface