Luyện nghe bài hát Mural

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

Now what's a coffin with a ceiling?
And what's the talking without the feeling?
As buried living and picking
Every linen your berry system
Then proceed the pack feeding
When I was young I had of another world
looks at the porn stash of my brother hurl
Incense smoke vortices and other curls
Casting calls from porn films and ad for rubber girls
I like my cut in swirls
moles and undercover squirrels
I like cartoons, southern with large moons
healers, ex-female drug dealers and art booms
Apologize for my mix
What taste like hot dogs and tear
And looks like pantomime and clear
And smells like shotguns and deer
They on their hunt, kinda that I'm going hard
First part of a party, that I in parts
One minute you playing pool, next minute you throwing
But that's how you do a party that you throw in bars
I run the gambit like I'm throwing
From popular to overdosing hearts
Paint cold pictures like nova landscapes
game make mandelbrot sets when we handshake
A word game back up plan that can dam
Backup the word playin' at the man's states
Mean I can still be the man if the dam
And when the man I'm reflectious, what they can't face
My peers will still treat the like it's a fan base
The unfettered veteran, the eagle feathered man of
That hovers above cities like men
And weather woman
Whatever to tell ya weather comin'
I prefer girls to all over the world

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

Then forge poetry like a honory morrissey
Then it to the golden locks thots
Who like porridge all watery
Not nor sorbity
the steel orbitings, sorcerer, sorcery
Coming down gorgeously, just like a stacey dash
A more torturing, a water boarding doll
A river of women like a carnival
in feminine bikinis made out of barbasol
Somebody give the volleyballs
If you love her, don't ever 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, walk of lobby call
My reposition was condition of activism
Ammunition for abolition, attacking systems
But they not after listens, unless it's on activision
Are we apps or are we bodies with apparitions
Operating applications, stuck a apple prison
Chicken hack and download updates lack religion

Or are we more, than soil tainting, changelings
Preoccupied with boy and goyle
And foiling other's saintings?
I sit back and watch the through the eye holes in my oil paintings
Uh!
Ain't to it but to do it
Unless you mary, nothin' do it but the truest
Believe all unless you jewish
Life is not a dictionary, it's a
And I like a missionary to a clitoris
The water bearer heir of traditions I swear to never change
My chair position or conditions of my
Submission for sedition against the religion of a
them golden weave thieves out the motherfuckin' forest

As I perform a storm
I my pictures in word form
Bury the like how a bird born
As I paint cold pictures kool-aid facing condensation
Having conversations with combinations
to my concentration
So that's oj the juiceman oj with two hands
And two gloves, that's too
To judge who was, who blood

And, lupe at all these toucans
In a cemetery of tomahawkes
middle fingers to the pigeons doing somersaults
Road runners don't fall off cliffs, run across
Anomalies by the flukes by the reservoir
pursuers end up as poofs on the desert floor
Levitating youth so know the truth of where the fountain
Bucaraa roof painting tunnels onto the sides
A thousands a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the in mouth pronounces a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5, refrigerator roof of animals and monsters
Incinerated shoes and the manual for
Assorted memories my childhood
Absorbing energy from the woods
Electronic combat konami sign
Chinese char killing on contact
spread an aficionado
Efficient spitting bridging divisions is in
Who's the boss? if alyssa milano
Dudikoff, mission into the congo
Polarize envy of the older
Black obi, shinobi hittin' kenno in the with all my throwin' knives
Sub-zero guiding, hiding, riding in the pack as
Sound village, leaf village, wolf spirit, magic
Dodging rain and hail
Faces need samurais to the l
Special research vessels for catching whales
Fillet-a-fish ships peppered with extra sails
Rewrite history, liberty a better bell
Maybe hotter irons and carbon fibres that never
Smarter science with a odd alliance of fairytale
Or maybe just a pail that you hit with a steel tools
To announce that you've had enough and dropping out of seal
Just like trout jumping out house to let they gills cool
Cuba-scuba couldn't take the temperature of my pool
I said it feels cool to fools
Slipping through the cracks like when you trying to grill
Take no water bottle and not following pill rules
have you off of the throttle when you should be modelin' chill mood
Roller skater maker or are you just cobblin' wheel
taster of kings food that kills crews
Oblivious feather-weight baker who cakes
Whenever his quill over your meal you
Simple as a monk in a temple
Standing in some groove with the abbot, practising stillness
Real til he realizes his realness
samsara achieves nirvana and brilliance, yea