Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramid

Metabolize on the snare
With the banana that he don't like
Like bites on the shins or ankles
In the end it
Let's and pretend it's tranquil
Upset on the boat to Lausanne to see the lion
in the wall by the [?]
To the soldier dying over old divines
Ergo empire, not to inch but the entire
More mean more spills bout the whore house with the extra door
To let the out with force
And of the routes, of course
Cleopatra speaking patois with a full of that jerk chicken
With [?] for the curse
bread with the shine to it
It's up and fair to the stupid
But she ain't dumb, at least she know that he fun
And neither's Europe, even to the Middle Eastern
With all the by the drum [?]
How many can the slums hold?
Potentially all of us, whole plane and all the bus
As bust through 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 like the chambers
Everyone under the sun loves hugs a young stranger
Or do us, or [?] us
On boats in the Bay of
Runaways way with the wayward
And the underpaid from Jamaican gigs
Don't us, cause we ain't Bush
[?] don't boo us cause we ain't
But who else could the foo-foo up
In this book I mean, dumplings with dark
Dumb things even bar common
Sometimes, sometimes, a terpene intertwines with [?]
Rhymes with turbans and the minds of serpents
Detergents, and permits, to build a hut
team, Operation Build-a-Butt
Great [?] the sleeve
As a king breathes through a silver
Jack and ain't up that hill enough
Filtering lean a gold grill
Theorize things from [?]
The came became what that [?]
[?] drills in that hotel, that'll all
Looking at space a submarine
Putting bass in the club machine
that cake till that mission [?] face and no love between
Fancy ass man wearing and rings
round town in a tub of wings
Found out how to make love to
She that [?] with the drug of dreams
She too teenaged to have a of choice
But she with that Royce like she love Detroit
She