Luyện nghe bài hát Monks

Mosh pits and chest
Stage sky diver
Spray the crowd with cold
Now its pits and wet tits
I think I a cold shower
waters
African girl speaks in accent
Likes to fuck boys in
Likes to watch
And ride me without the
me her passport
She's on her own

But you're to me
Wave 'em high to the sky
But you're to me
in the clouds
Wave 'em high to the sky
But beautiful to me
in the clouds
Keep em y'all
Beautiful
In the sky

Monks in the pit
Stage Dahli Lama
Feet in cut flowers
They for enlightenment
Clean chakra karma
One with the
Indian sleeps above the temple
Planning a run away young at
You found a
And now you get away, get away
a virgin lover on a getaway, get away
And at they're gonna try and get away, get away
Mudra

I ask for much
But please up lover
got no choices left
The fast
Run run run run
You're to me
Run run run run better run
You mean so to me
In my world, in my

We made it
Even with father's army trailing us
We him
with his archer's bows at our backs
What a escape
But there's a long way still in
We're lost in a jungle underneath these
There's a monsoon that never
A coke white tiger woke us our slumber
To and protect us til the end

We're in the
Wave 'em now, to the sky
But you're to me
Keep em y'all, show you right
But you're to me