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 the hatchet but its nuttin familiar
Nonbelievers keep walking till we finally
Black smoke around the family the red in our eyes
Cold from the death holding on to the past
With a to the temple cause your lifes movin fast
by the anger that you need to escape
Right on the book, flip the page, choose your fate

the dead, on the red moon night
Will they cry? Well I think they might
Torturing! What's a tear?
ain't Hell, but I'd rather be there
Spider web, makes it to move
Death awaits, yet I have to prove
Twiztid souls, in my game
comes, and goes with no kind of blame

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

Rain drops fall the dark night sky
Bodies crawl from garbage cans and alike
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 all good
What you throw away is ours to keep, you the children need a pillow
they go to fuckin sleep

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

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

I was running a hatchet down the block, my leg got popped
When I copped a dub at the dope
out to get me everywhere I go, is it a sin to get your dick sucked
By a (fuck no!)
about 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 the trigger and unload

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, they told Synplicity

SYNPLICITY!