Luyện nghe bài hát Nope

Oh, I can't say qualifies as pain
So transfixed by the wavering
Mortal kings of each grade and erased
Oh, I'm

The may rain, knows my door
Tambourines my in four
Laughs and my folded face where Jesus mowed my lawn

Fame has legs, blazing
Amputate but never quite gone
Rakes in clover like snakes shine over rate my crime

Why kill a man you can drive him crazy?
Why make it end when my amusement always on the joke?
Won't you me my punchline