Luyện nghe bài hát Mural

We're all chemicals, vitamins and
Vicodin with inner tubes, around the arm
To see the vein like a chicken on the
Top cat chat, let's begin yarn
That's flying saucer cheese, or is it parm'
But roosters don't fly like boosters buy
So what cowards to get them to the top
Just to fall asleep listening to
The in the sky is the ribbon that I drop
the eye across the prism of a clock
That lacks meaning, but racks up stacks of fat
They catch chief and wrapped up plants from dealings

Now what's a coffin a scratched ceiling?
And the talking without the match feeling?
As living and cherry picking
Every from your berry system
Then with the pack feeding
When I was young I had of another world
Sneaking at the porn stash of my brother hurl
smoke made vortices and other curls
Casting calls porn films and ad space for rubber girls
I my pancakes cut in swirls
Morrocan and undercover squirrels
I like cartoons, southern cities large moons
healers, ex-female drug dealers and art booms
Apologize for my mix
taste like hot dogs and tear drips
And looks like pantomime and bricks
And like shotguns and deer piss
They on their hunt, salty that I'm going hard
First part of a party, I throw in parts
One you playing pool, next minute you throwing darts
But that's how you do a party that you throw in bars
I run the gambit like I'm throwing
From popular mechanics to overdosing
Paint pictures like nova scotia landscapes
Nerd game make mandelbrot when we handshake
A word game back up plan that can dam
Backup the word play playin' at the states
I can still be the man if the dam breaks
And the man brakes I'm reflectious, what they can't face
My peers will still the mirror like it's a fan base
The unfettered veteran, the feathered man of medicine
That hovers above cities like men
And maybe weather
better to tell ya weather comin'
I girls to reign all over the world

And not rain like, rain man or like rain dance
Or rain like a slight chance of when it's raining
Or rein like deer slaves to santa claus man
But reign like queens that reign made man
And not queen like queen killer, rhapsody queen
But queen like white wave hand
And not wave hand like a heat wave
So you make a fan by waving hand
I'm talking like you saying "hey"
Man, and not hay for horses and hoarse like you voiceless
You gotta treat your vocal like it's a fortress
And treat every single one of your words reinforcements
And especially when recording
Cause that's the portion important
I was reporting that I was poor
But now I'm than
It's still heels on my sugar hills and sweet spots
Crying shames, make margarita from cheap tops
plots in floor, the ceiling windows for my peep pots
A little with the sickle swings to make the wheat drop
And a hundred words for them hummingbirds like to eavesdrop
And fan out like peacocks with a parakeet that box
So the sun rise when the drops
And the sun dies the beat stops
Then it unties, then it
Then it relapsed, it detox
heat back like a heat pack
On his knee caps of the spot
Cause he want what we got, like

forge poetry like a young honory morrissey
Then spit it to the golden locks
Who like their all watery
Not nor sorbity
From the orbitings, sorcerer, sorcery
Coming down gorgeously, just like a dash waterfall
A more torturing, a water boarding barbie
A river of like a brazilian carnival
Swimming in feminine bikinis out of barbasol
Somebody give them the
If you love her, ever send her to mally mall's
Homie if she she might end up in macauly's claws
Coming out the closet over goblets at madri gras
The fame, champagne, of shame lobby call
My was black condition of activism
Ammunition for abolition, attacking systems
But they not listens, unless it's dropping on activision
Are we apps or are we bodies with apparitions
Operating applications, inside a apple prison
Chicken hack and download that lack religion

Or are we more, than soil tainting, changelings
Preoccupied boy and goyle chasing
And foiling other's royal
I sit back and watch the world the eye holes in my oil paintings
Uh!
Ain't to it but to do it
Unless you virgin mary, do it but the truest
all that unless you jewish
Life is not a dictionary, a thesaurus
And I feel a missionary to a clitoris
The water bearer heir of that I swear to never change
My position or conditions of my porridge
for sedition against the religion of a chorus
Keep them golden thieves out the motherfuckin' forest

As I a nerve storm
I prefer my in word form
Bury the hatchet how a bird born
As I paint cold pictures like kool-aid facing
conversations with flavorful combinations
Slave to my
So that's oj the meets oj with two hands
And two gloves, too snug
To judge who was, who blood

And, lupe look at all toucans
In a cemetery full of
Giving middle fingers to the pigeons somersaults
Road runners don't fall off cliffs, they run
by the colonies flukes by the reservoir
Wildin' pursuers end up as on the desert floor
Levitating so know the truth of where the fountain hides
Bucaraa roof painting onto the mountain sides
A thousands parts a pound of an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a count of
Chocula counts by the counts of 5, refrigerator full of animals and monsters
Incinerated shoes and the manual for
Assorted from my childhood
energy from the wild woods
Electronic combat konami contract
Chinese char cucarachas on contact
spread an aficionado
Efficient spitting bridging divisions is in
Who's the if isn't alyssa milano
Dudikoff, ninja into the congo
Polarize of the older guys
Black obi, shinobi hittin' kenno in the face all my throwin' knives
Sub-zero guiding, hiding, in the pack as well
Sound village, leaf village, spirit, magic spells
rain and catching hail
Faces need samurais to the l
Special research vessels made for whales
Fillet-a-fish sea-shepherded peppered with extra sails
Rewrite history, liberty needs a better
hotter irons and carbon fibres that never fail
Smarter science mixed with a odd of fairytale
Or maybe just a pail that you hit with a steel tools
To announce that you've had and dropping out of seal school
Just like trout jumping out house to let they gills cool
Cuba-scuba couldn't take the temperature of my skill
I it feels cool to kill fools
Slipping through the cracks like when you to grill gruel
Take no water bottle and not following pill rules
Will have you off of the throttle when you be modelin' chill mood
Roller maker or are you just cobblin' wheel shoes
Overweight taster of kings that kills crews
feather-weight baker who autographed cakes
Whenever his quill moves over meal you
Simple as a buddhist in a temple
Standing in some heel groove with the abbot, stillness
Real still til he his realness
Defeat samsara achieves and brilliance, yea