Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath The Surface

On a man-made lake, a sheet of thin ice
unskilled skaters cut figure-eight twice
That's sixteen, uncut, from the cold
on a soul, the result, death by the bulk in a vault

And spoke about the average permission
That was by a king in a prophetic vision
Like a crash from a bomb blast
Special broadcast slot wit Comcast

That kept the quiet and now the riots perform
While satanic man, now hangin' his
I swing on you radio personalities
And boost your ratings hypes behind casualties

Fire a wit low-pressure water gun play
Instantly your fire like it's Palm Sunday
I fashion the first jewel from the elements, the earth
And it to a complex, network of communications
up against a hopeless situation

I screen vehicle through enemy observation
Swarmin' unpredictably, we spread
the fog significantly, change the era
Check my pattern, it's headin' west
Success is freedom but failure can mean

Humans sweat aim shovels, dig up debris and
damage caused by the W
Now who callously urge you to through
And think the workers'll you?

The sonic marvel who dropped the next novel
World-wide rapidly, more to
It's accountless, amount of I save
Then same niggas wanna squander those gifts I gave

Scratch the surface
But as your lie
Seems our will is
Like pawns beneath the sky

Face a race by
And is just a win
For empty soul I in
myself from givin' in

Love and hatred, home is most
Both species, they lay naked in the of the oasis
Think on niggas I ate wit, spend a day wit
Guns we played wit, I relate wit

We broke
I heard through a vine, worked for the fed
Sent out secretly to my head
I layed back and meditate to the words said

Skip town for a month and grew some
Had a friend tell my family I was
Return at the fall of the autumn leaf
the plan accordingly, in case the feds are recording me

Sign all using forgery
just the mere thought of me
I'm like Solomon, spoke
Told the world I'm black

And from the grave hunt me
The smell of upon me
I in the hills like Ghandi
in the presence of mad peasants

And old kings, who everything on a quest for God's divine
in caves to get a clear mind
Who prayed three
When the moon lit and the sun rise

I met dwellers in the deserts, to shepherds
Been in the of many leopards
Felt the death kiss of Satan's
Walked through vacant
Before studied pagan scriptures

Two and physicians on a cure missions
Who they hearts, to warn the weak and sick and inflicted
lit, gamble wit a bitch
Who made me her, when I touch her

Soft paws, high claws, wit sweet honey in they mouth
Had bitter stingers at they
Walked through the chambers of
Take a lawn to hell
Embracin' her was like the third rail

Scratch underneath the
But as purpose lie
Seems our will is
we're pawns beneath the sky

Face a race by
And that is a win
For soul I breathe in
myself from givin' in

Scratch the surface