Luyện nghe bài hát Synplicity

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

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

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

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

drops fall from the dark night sky
Bodies crawl from cans and alleyways alike
You can find me there in the shadows a doubt
Time for my and me to come about
of the River, and the misunderstood, downtrodden, and forgotten but
It's all good
What you throw away is to keep, you know the children need a pillow
they go to fuckin sleep

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

Power drains, as the dark light
motionless, cause the chords are too tight
What will ever become, of book that I hold
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 dope
Everybody out to get me everywhere I go, is it a sin to get your sucked
By a (fuck no!)
What about the fact that I bring the dope guns, outta my way and don't
Make me to use one
Can't help the feeling, my head overloads pull the and unload

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

SYNPLICITY!