Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramid

Metabolize on the snare
With the banana pies that he don't
Like mosquito on the shins or ankles
In the end it
Let's begin and it's tranquil
stomach on the boat to Lausanne to see the lion
Carved in the by the [?]
To commemorate the soldier dying old divines
Ergo some empire, not to inch but the
More pills mean more spills bout the whore house with the extra
To let the divorced out force
And of the routes, of course
speaking patois with a mouth full of that jerk chicken
With [?] for the curse
bread with the shine to it
It's up and fair to the fine
But she ain't dumb, at least she know he ain't fun
And neither's Europe, even to the Eastern tourist
With all the spend by the [?]
How many millionaires can the hold?
all of us, this whole plane and all the bus
As juggernauts bust a wall of trust
You strain to see through the fog of
Like for the meatballs
Of [?]
Head over heels like the back is
[?]
Love labours, get her backstage the judge chambers
Everyone under the sun hugs from a young stranger
Or do us, or [?] us
On boats in the Bay of
Runaways way with the wayward
And the underpaid slaves Jamaican gigs
Don't shoo us, we ain't Bush
[?] don't boo us cause we ain't
But who else could hook the up
In this book I mean, dumplings dark continents
things even bar common sense
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes a intertwines with [?]
with turbans and removes the minds of serpents
Detergents, and permits, to build a hut
Twerk team, Build-a-Butt
like [?] the sleeve
As a king breathes through a silver
Jack and ain't up that hill enough
Filtering through a gold grill
Theorize things from [?]
The came became that [?] kills
[?] drills in that hotel, that'll all
Looking at from a submarine
Putting bass in the club machine
Pushing that cake that mission [?] face and no love between
ass man wearing glove and rings
Flying round in a tub of wings
out how to make love to fiends
She mixing that [?] the drug of dreams
She too to have a drug of choice
But she fuck with Royce like she love Detroit
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