Luyện nghe bài hát Beneath The Surface

On a man-made lake, there's a of thin ice
Where unskilled skaters cut twice
That's sixteen, uncut, direct the cold
Head on a soul, the result, death by the in a vault

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

kept the jury quiet and now the riots perform
While satanic man, now his dawn
I swing on you fake radio
And boost your ratings with hypes casualties

a shot wit low-pressure water gun play
Instantly slap fire like it's Palm Sunday
I fashion the first jewel from the elements, the fumes
And it to a complex, network of communications
You're up against a situation

I screen every vehicle enemy observation
Swarmin' unpredictably, we spread
Increase the fog significantly, the era
Check my wind pattern, it's headin'
Success is freedom but failure can death

Humans aim shovels, dig up debris and rubble
Permanent damage by the W
Now who urge you to merge through
And think the serve you?

The sonic marvel who dropped the next novel
rapidly, more to marble
It's accountless, of MC's I save
Then them same niggas wanna those gifts I gave

underneath the surface
But as your lie
Seems our will is
Like we're beneath the sky

Face a by reason
And that is a win
For empty I breathe in
Keep from givin' in

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

We bread
I through a vine, niggas worked for the fed
out secretly to take my head
I layed back and meditate to the they said

town for a month and grew some dreads
Had a tell my family I was dead
Return at the last fall of the autumn
Operate the accordingly, in case the feds are recording me

Sign all using forgery
'Cuz just the thought of me
I'm like Solomon, bluntly
Told the world I'm [Incomprehensible]

And howls from the grave me
The of death's upon me
I dwell in the hills like
Been in the of mad peasants

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

I met dwellers in the deserts, to shepherds
in the mouth of many leopards
Felt the death kiss of mistress
Walked through vacant
Before religions studied pagan

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

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

underneath the surface
But as your lie
Seems our is worthless
we're pawns beneath the sky

Face a race by
And that is a win
For empty I breathe in
Keep from givin' in

Scratch underneath the