Luyện nghe bài hát Splite And Malice

Revolution, dope, guns, fucking in the streets
Aces take time
Queens are left for
Jacks can in line
And themselves instead
Aces your pity
And keep it in bed
Aces take time

Cut the
The queens for dead
Soft and wet, scarf to the bed
Jack is all tragic he stands alone
Feeling harmonic in a no go zone
You well suited like you came to win
Lust, and malice, your degrees of sin
Cruising for and looking pretty as fuck
Ace take chances
wish you luck

Aces take time
Draw final breath
Jacks are fine
clubbed themselves to death
Aces your pity
You sleep it instead
take your time

You can play card, I'll hold onto mine
Tied up in the reasons, Ace take your
turn to lovers, flames into fires
Jack loves his tragedy, her desires
You look suited like you came to win
Lust, spite and malice, your of sin
me in your trauma and I may just give you mine
Queen take chances
Ace your time

Dope, guns, fucking in the (Revolution)
Everything blow tonight
Either friend or foe,

Cut the
The queens left for
Soft and wet, scarf to the bed
is all tragic when he stands alone
Feeling harmonic in a no go zone
You look well suited like you to win
Lust, and malice, your degrees of sin
Cruising for pity and looking as fuck
Ace take chances
wish you luck

Dope, guns, in the streets (Revolution)
will blow tonight
Either or foe, tonight