Luyện nghe bài hát Mural

We're all chemicals, and minerals
Vicodin with inner tubes, around the arm
To see the vein a chicken on the barn
Top cat chat, begin another yarn
That's flying cheese, or is it chicken parm'
But roosters fly like boosters don't buy
So what powers cowards to get to the top
Just to fall listening to bach?
The in the sky is the ribbon that I drop
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 a scratched ceiling?
And the talking without the match feeling?
As buried living and picking
Every linen from berry system
Then proceed with the feeding
When I was I had visions of another world
Sneaking looks at the stash of my brother hurl
Incense smoke made vortices and curls
Casting calls from porn films and ad space for girls
I like my pancakes cut in
moles and undercover squirrels
I like cartoons, cities with large moons
Faith healers, ex-female drug dealers and art
Apologize for my mix
What taste like hot dogs and tear
And looks like and clear bricks
And smells like shotguns and piss
They on their hunt, kinda salty I'm going hard
part of a party, that I throw in parts
One minute you playing pool, next you throwing darts
But that's how you do with a party that you throw in
I run the gambit like I'm throwing
From popular mechanics to overdosing
Paint cold pictures like scotia landscapes
Nerd game make mandelbrot sets when we
A word game back up 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 they can't
My peers will still treat the mirror like a fan base
The unfettered veteran, the eagle man of medicine
hovers above cities like weather men
And maybe weather
Whatever better to tell ya comin'
I prefer girls to all over the world

And not rain like, rain man or rain rain dance
Or rain like a slight chance of rain it's raining
Or rein like deer slaves to santa sleigh man
But reign like queens reign over made man
And not queen queen killer, rhapsody bohemian queen
But queen like white wave hand
And not hand like 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 you almost voiceless
You gotta your vocal chords like it's a fortress
And every single one of your words like reinforcements
And especially when you're
Cause that's the portion important
When I was reporting I was poor
But now I'm more
still hooker heels on my sugar hills and sweet spots
Crying shames, make rims from cheap tops
Deep plots in floor, the ceiling windows for my peep
A little scene with the sickle swings to make the wheat
And a hundred words for hummingbirds that like to eavesdrop
And fan out like peacocks a parakeet that beat 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 what we got, like yeah

Then forge like a young honory morrissey
spit it to the golden locks thots
Who like their all watery
Not nor sorbity
the steel orbitings, sorcerer, sorcery
Coming down gorgeously, just like a stacey waterfall
A torturing, a water boarding barbie doll
A river of women a brazilian carnival
Swimming in feminine bikinis made out of
give them the volleyballs
If you love her, don't 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, of shame lobby call
My was black condition of activism
Ammunition for abolition, missions attacking
But not after listens, unless it's dropping on activision
Are we apps or are we filled with apparitions
Operating applications, stuck inside a prison
hack and download updates that lack religion

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

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

And, lupe at all these toucans
In a cemetery of tomahawkes
Giving fingers to the pigeons doing somersaults
Road don't fall off cliffs, they run across
by the colonies flukes by the reservoir
Wildin' pursuers end up as poofs on the desert
Levitating youth so know the of where the fountain hides
roof painting tunnels 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 roof full of and monsters
Incinerated and the manual for contra
memories from my childhood
Absorbing from the wild woods
Electronic konami sign contract
Chinese killing cucarachas on contact
Chicago an aficionado
Efficient spitting divisions is in chicano
Who's the boss? if isn't milano
Dudikoff, ninja into the congo
envy of the older guys
Black obi, shinobi kenno in the face with all my throwin' knives
Sub-zero guiding, hiding, riding in the pack as
Sound village, leaf village, wolf spirit, spells
Dodging rain and hail
Faces samurais to catch the l
Special research vessels made for catching
Fillet-a-fish ships sea-shepherded peppered extra sails
Rewrite history, liberty a better bell
Maybe irons and carbon fibres that never fail
Smarter mixed with a odd alliance of fairytale
Or maybe a metal pail that you hit with a steel tools
To announce that had enough and dropping out of seal school
Just trout jumping out they house to let they gills cool
Cuba-scuba couldn't the temperature of my skill pool
I it feels cool to kill fools
Slipping through the cracks like you trying to grill gruel
Take no viking water bottle and not following rules
Will have you off of the throttle when you be modelin' chill mood
Roller skater maker or are you just cobblin' shoes
Overweight of kings food that kills crews
feather-weight baker who autographed cakes
Whenever his moves over your meal you
Simple as a monk in a temple
Standing in some heel with the abbot, practising stillness
Real still til he his realness
Defeat samsara achieves and brilliance, yea