Luyện nghe bài hát Mural

We're all chemicals, vitamins and
Vicodin with tubes, wrapped around the arm
To see the vein like a chicken on the
Top cat chat, let's another yarn
That's saucer cheese, or is it chicken parm'
But roosters fly like boosters don't buy
So what cowards to get them to the top
Just to fall asleep listening to
The ribbon in the sky is the ribbon 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 trap dealings

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

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

Then forge like a young honory morrissey
spit it to the golden locks thots
Who like porridge all watery
Not nor sorbity
the steel orbitings, sorcerer, sorcery
Coming down gorgeously, like a stacey dash waterfall
A more torturing, a water barbie doll
A river of women like a brazilian
Swimming in feminine bikinis out of barbasol
Somebody them the volleyballs
If you love her, don't ever send her to mally
Homie if she lonely she might end up in macauly's
Coming out the over goblets down at madri gras
The fame, champagne, of shame lobby call
My reposition was condition of activism
for abolition, missions attacking systems
But they not after listens, unless it's dropping on
Are we apps or are we bodies with apparitions
Operating applications, stuck inside a apple
Chicken hack and download updates that lack

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

As I a nerve storm
I prefer my in word form
Bury the hatchet like how a bird
As I paint cold pictures like facing condensation
Having conversations with combinations
to my concentration
So that's oj the meets oj with two hands
And two gloves, that's too
To who was, who drew blood

And, look at all these toucans
In a full of tomahawkes
Giving middle fingers to the doing somersaults
Road runners don't fall off cliffs, run across
Anomalies by the colonies by the reservoir
Wildin' pursuers end up as poofs on the desert
Levitating youth so know the of where the fountain hides
Bucaraa painting tunnels onto the mountain sides
A thousands parts a 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 for contra
Assorted memories from my
Absorbing energy the wild woods
Electronic combat konami contract
char killing cucarachas on contact
Chicago spread an
Efficient bridging divisions is in chicano
Who's the boss? if isn't milano
Dudikoff, mission into the congo
Polarize envy of the older
Black obi, shinobi hittin' kenno in the face with all my throwin'
Sub-zero guiding, hiding, in the pack as well
Sound village, leaf village, spirit, magic spells
Dodging and catching hail
need samurais to catch the l
Special research made for catching whales
Fillet-a-fish ships sea-shepherded peppered with sails
Rewrite history, liberty needs a better
Maybe irons and carbon fibres that never fail
Smarter science mixed with a odd of fairytale
Or maybe just a metal that you hit with a steel tools
To announce that you've had and dropping out of seal school
Just trout jumping out they house to let they gills cool
Cuba-scuba couldn't take the temperature of my skill
I said it cool to kill fools
Slipping through the cracks like when you trying to gruel
Take no viking water and not following pill rules
Will have you off of the throttle when you should be chill mood
Roller maker or are you just cobblin' wheel shoes
Overweight taster of kings food that crews
Oblivious feather-weight baker who cakes
Whenever his quill moves over meal you
Simple as a buddhist in a temple
Standing in some groove with the abbot, practising stillness
Real still til he realizes his
Defeat achieves nirvana and brilliance, yea