Luyện nghe bài hát Splite And Malice

Revolution, dope, guns, fucking in the [x2]
take your time
Queens are left for
Jacks can in line
And themselves instead
Aces take pity
And keep it in bed
Aces your time

Cut the
The queens left for
and wet, scarf tied to the bed
Jack is all tragic when he alone
Feeling demonic harmonic in a no go
You well suited like you came to win
Lust, spite and malice, degrees of sin
Cruising for pity and looking pretty as
Ace your chances
Queen you luck

Aces take time
Draw your final
are feeling fine
They've clubbed themselves to
Aces your pity
You sleep with it
take your time

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

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

Cut the
The left for dead
Soft and wet, tied to the bed
Jack is all tragic he stands alone
demonic harmonic in a no go zone
You well suited like you came to win
Lust, spite and malice, degrees of sin
Cruising for pity and pretty as fuck
Ace take chances
Queen you luck

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