Luyện nghe bài hát Mural

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

Now what's a coffin with a ceiling?
And what's the talking without the match
As living and cherry picking
linen from your berry system
Then proceed with the feeding
When I was young I had visions of world
Sneaking looks at the porn of my brother hurl
Incense smoke made and other curls
Casting from porn films and ad space for rubber girls
I like my cut in swirls
moles and undercover squirrels
I cartoons, southern cities with large moons
Faith healers, ex-female drug dealers and art
for my weird mix
What taste like hot and tear drips
And looks like and clear bricks
And smells shotguns and deer piss
They on their hunt, kinda that I'm going hard
First part of a party, I throw in parts
One minute you playing pool, next minute you darts
But how you do with a party that you throw in bars
I run the gambit like I'm throwing
popular mechanics to overdosing hearts
Paint cold pictures like nova landscapes
Nerd game mandelbrot sets when we handshake
A word game back up plan can dam lakes
Backup the word play playin' at the man's
Mean I can still be the man if the dam
And the man brakes 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
hovers above cities like weather men
And weather woman
Whatever better to ya weather comin'
I girls to reign all over the world

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

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

Or are we more, soil tainting, disloyal changelings
Preoccupied with boy and chasing
And other's royal saintings?
I sit back and watch the world through the eye in my oil paintings
Uh!
nothin' to it but to do it
Unless you virgin mary, nothin' do it but the
Believe all that you jewish
is not a dictionary, it's a thesaurus
And I feel like a to a clitoris
The water bearer heir of traditions that I swear to change
My chair or conditions of my porridge
for sedition against the religion of a chorus
Keep golden weave thieves out the motherfuckin' forest

As I perform a storm
I my pictures in word form
Bury the hatchet like how a born
As I cold pictures like kool-aid facing condensation
conversations with flavorful combinations
Slave to my
So that's oj the juiceman meets oj with two
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 pigeons somersaults
runners don't fall off cliffs, they run across
Anomalies by the colonies flukes by the
Wildin' pursuers end up as on the desert floor
youth so know the truth of where the fountain hides
Bucaraa roof painting tunnels onto the sides
A parts a pound of heart an ounce of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth pronounces a of lies
counts by the counts of 5, refrigerator roof full of animals and monsters
Incinerated shoes and the for contra
Assorted memories from my
energy from the wild woods
Electronic combat konami contract
char killing cucarachas on contact
Chicago an aficionado
spitting bridging divisions is in chicano
Who's the boss? if alyssa milano
Dudikoff, ninja mission into the
envy of the older guys
Black obi, shinobi hittin' kenno in the face with all my knives
guiding, hiding, riding in the pack as well
Sound village, leaf village, wolf spirit, spells
Dodging and catching hail
need samurais to catch the l
Special vessels made for catching whales
ships sea-shepherded peppered with extra sails
Rewrite history, liberty a better bell
hotter irons and carbon fibres that never fail
Smarter science mixed with a odd alliance of
Or maybe just a metal that you hit with a steel tools
To announce that you've had enough and out of seal school
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 to kill fools
Slipping through the cracks when you trying to grill gruel
Take no viking water bottle and not pill rules
Will have you off of the throttle when you should be chill mood
skater maker or are you just cobblin' wheel shoes
Overweight taster of kings food that crews
Oblivious feather-weight baker who autographed
his quill moves over your meal you
Simple as a buddhist in a temple
in some heel groove with the abbot, practising stillness
Real still til he realizes his
Defeat samsara nirvana and brilliance, yea