Luyện nghe bài hát Further From The Truth

(Blaze)
My styles are Grundy, gritty and with mold
My body is a shell, is a tortured soul
Waiting to grab a hold, of you that know
And casually throw it all right out the
I return the beyond again, with a shovel on my shoulder
And a photograph of him, the dark, backwards
counter-clockwards,
A lot of the words I said, they went unheard
Buried in the casket, tucked the earth
For so long, with that no one would get hurt,
from this retard
with bullet holes, when you're different,
that's how it
I understand, do
If you were in a situation, mine
You'd probably go on, pretending is fine
But that, phony feeling couldn't be further from
When on your back, in a coffin, wearing a suit

(Chorus 2x)
When on your back, in a coffin, wearing a suit
That phony feeling, couldn't be further from

Dirty like the earth, And young that lift skirts
To pay college funds, or get nails done
We all human, got to do, we gotta to do
flipping a couple birds, to turning a trick or two
Or a trick or three, for imitating a G
Rapping in the mirror, while bumping my LP
Imitation is flattery, that they tell me
But you ain't thug, you can't sell me,

(Chorus 4x)
When your on your back, in a coffin, a suit
That phony feeling, couldn't be from truth

A beautiful bowl of with lilies and orchids
A mortician playing song upon the organ
I'll smash in your in with a sledgehammer
At point now the anger is all that really matters
Busted the clock, the numbers away in my dreams
So I'm haunted by new miracle messages, do they mean?
Whatever it is, is probably
There's a hole in my head, and thoughts do too long
And then I get branded as a mistake
And all I wanted was a piece of the cake, and some ice
Would a nice dream a vacation from nightmares?
Speaking on ears to people who don't really care
We throw it all away in garbage, it back
Clean it up the commentary and serve us a track
What ever they want they gonna get, that's the point
Meanwhile motherfuckers platinum off of club joints
And all fucked up right now
And it's all fucked up now
And it's all up right now
When your on your back in a coffin wearing a

(Chorus 4x)
When your on your back, in a coffin, a suit
That phony feeling, couldn't be further truth