Luyện nghe bài hát Synplicity

Kings and Queens, just show us where we be (you motherfuckers)

Is my mind explicit cause I hang a sinner?
Hand and hand with the hatchet but its familiar
Nonbelievers keep walking we finally arrive
Black smoke around the family with the red in our
Cold chills from the death on to the past
With a pistol to the temple your lifes movin fast
Devastated by the anger that you to escape
Right on the book, flip the page, choose your fate

Kiss the dead, on the red night
Will they cry? Well I they just might
Torturing! What's a frozen
This ain't Hell, but I'd rather be
web, makes it hard to move
Death awaits, yet I nothing to prove
souls, in my mental game
Murder comes, and goes with no of blame

Power drains, as the dark light
Trapped motionless, cause the chords are too
will ever become, of this book that I hold
Will the burn us, like they told Synplicity

drops fall from the dark night sky
Bodies crawl from garbage cans and alleyways
You can find me there in the shadows without a
for my people and me to come about
Children of the River, and the misunderstood, downtrodden, and but
It's still all
What you throw away is ours to keep, you know the need a pillow
When they go to sleep

disease, quite infectious
Once I know, the object of my lust
Acid rain, on and stick out your tongue
There's enough, for and every single one
Right or left, follow me
Pyramids, is necessary
ball, it's just Synplicity
Kings and Queens, just us where we should be (you motherfuckers)

Power drains, as the dark becomes
motionless, cause the chords are too tight
What will ever become, of this book that I
Will the fire us, like they told Synplicity

I was running with a down the block, my leg got popped
When I copped a dub at the spot
Everybody out to get me everywhere I go, is it a sin to get your sucked
By a (fuck no!)
What the fact that I bring the dope guns, stay outta my way and don't
Make me to use one
Can't help the feeling, my head overloads pull the trigger and

Power drains, as the dark light
Trapped motionless, cause the are too tight
will ever become, of this book that I hold
Will the fire burn us, like they told

SYNPLICITY!