Luyện nghe bài hát Splite And Malice

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

Cut the
The queens for dead
Soft and wet, tied to the bed
is all tragic when he stands 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 as fuck
Ace take chances
wish you luck

Aces take your
Draw your breath
are feeling fine
They've clubbed to death
Aces your pity
You with it instead
Aces take time

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

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

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

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