Luyện nghe bài hát Pyramid

Metabolize on the scattered
With the banana pies that he don't
Like mosquito bites on the or ankles
In the end it
Let's begin and pretend tranquil
Upset stomach on the 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 pills mean more bout the whore house with the extra door
To let the divorced out force
And of the routes, of course
Cleopatra speaking patois a mouth full of that jerk chicken
With [?] for the lifting
Onion with the shine to it
It's up and fair to the fine
But she ain't dumb, at least she that he ain't fun
And Europe, even to the Middle Eastern tourist
With all the by the drum [?]
How many can the slums hold?
Potentially all of us, this plane and all the bus
As bust through a wall of trust
You to see through the fog of dust
spaghetti for the meatballs
Of [?]
Head over heels the back is flip
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Love labours, get her backstage like the judge
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 could hook the foo-foo up
In this I mean, dumplings with dark continents
Dumb even bar common sense
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes a intertwines with [?]
Rhymes with turbans and removes the of serpents
Detergents, and permits, to build a hut
team, Operation Build-a-Butt
Great [?] the sleeve
As a king through a silver sieve
Jack and Jill ain't up hill enough
lean through a gold grill
Theorize from [?] hills
The came what that [?] kills
[?] drills in that hotel, all spill
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 town in a tub of wings
out how to make love to fiends
She that [?] with the drug of dreams
She too to have a drug of choice
But she fuck with that like she love Detroit
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