Luyện nghe bài hát Splite And Malice

Revolution, dope, guns, fucking in the streets
Aces your time
Queens are for dead
Jacks can in line
And touch instead
Aces your pity
And keep it in bed
take your time

Cut the
The queens for dead
Soft and wet, scarf to the bed
is all tragic when he stands alone
Feeling harmonic in a no go zone
You well suited like you came to win
Lust, spite and malice, degrees of sin
Cruising for pity and pretty as fuck
Ace take your
Queen you luck

Aces take your
your final breath
Jacks are feeling
They've clubbed to death
Aces take your
You sleep it instead
take your time

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

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

Cut the
The left for dead
Soft and wet, tied to the bed
Jack is all tragic when he stands
Feeling demonic harmonic in a no go
You look well suited you came to win
Lust, and malice, your degrees of sin
for pity and looking pretty as fuck
Ace take chances
wish you luck

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