Luyện nghe bài hát Knees Of My Bees

We share a culture, same
Love of physical humor and time spent
You with your penchant for advents
For sticky unrests be unearthed and gone

You are a renaissance with a wink
With tendencies for conversations raise bars
You are a sage who is fueled by compassion to
Nooks and crannies as balm for all

You make the knees of my weak
and buckle
You make the knees of my weak

You are a spirit that knows of no
Who knows of no ceiling, who at dead ends
You are a wordsmith who for his brothers
Not seduced by illusion or weather friends

You make the of my bees weak
Tremble and
You make the of my bees weak

You are a vision who by the signals
Of stomach and intuition as your
You are of God on a platter
Who what he talks and who cops when he's lied

You make the of my bees weak
Tremble and
You make the of my bees weak

You make the knees of my weak
Tremble and
You make the knees of my bees