Luyện nghe bài hát Mural

We're all chemicals, vitamins and
with inner tubes, wrapped around the arm
To see the vein a chicken on the barn
Top cat chat, let's begin another
That's flying saucer cheese, or is it parm'
But roosters don't fly like 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 across the prism of a
That lacks meaning, but up stacks of fat reading
They catch chief and wrapped up plants from trap

Now a coffin with a scratched ceiling?
And what's the without the match feeling?
As living and cherry picking
Every from your berry system
Then proceed the pack feeding
When I was young I had visions of another
Sneaking looks at the porn of my brother hurl
Incense smoke made vortices and other
calls from porn films and ad space for rubber girls
I like my pancakes cut in
Morrocan and undercover squirrels
I like cartoons, southern cities with large
healers, ex-female drug dealers and art booms
Apologize for my mix
What taste like hot dogs and 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 pool, next minute you throwing darts
But that's how you do with a party that you in bars
I run the gambit like I'm throwing
From popular mechanics to hearts
Paint pictures like nova scotia landscapes
Nerd game mandelbrot sets when we handshake
A word game back up plan that can dam
Backup the play playin' at the man's states
I can still be the man if the dam breaks
And when the man I'm reflectious, what they can't face
My peers will still treat the mirror like it's a fan
The veteran, the eagle feathered man of medicine
That above cities like weather men
And maybe weather
better to tell ya weather comin'
I prefer girls to all over the world

And not rain like, rain man or like rain dance
Or rain like a slight chance of rain when raining
Or rein like deer slaves to santa sleigh man
But reign like queens that reign over man
And not queen like queen killer, rhapsody bohemian
But queen like white wave hand
And not wave hand like it's a heat
So you make a fan by waving hand
I'm talking wave like you "hey"
Man, and not hay for horses and hoarse you almost voiceless
You gotta treat your chords like it's a fortress
And treat every single one of words like reinforcements
And especially you're recording
that's the portion that's important
When I was reporting I was poor
But now I'm than
It's still hooker heels on my hills and sweet spots
Crying shames, make margarita from cheap tops
Deep plots in floor, the ceiling for my peep 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 like with a parakeet that beat box
So the sun when the beat drops
And the sun dies the beat stops
Then it unties, then it
Then it relapsed, it detox
Then heat back a heat pack
On his knee of the weak spot
Cause he want what we got, yeah

Then forge poetry like a honory morrissey
Then spit it to the golden thots
Who like their all watery
Not scorching nor
From the orbitings, sorcerer, sorcery
Coming down gorgeously, just like a dash waterfall
A torturing, a water boarding barbie doll
A river of women like a brazilian
in feminine bikinis made out of barbasol
Somebody give them the
If you love her, don't send her to mally mall's
Homie if she lonely she might end up in macauly's
Coming out the closet over goblets down at gras
The fame, champagne, walk of shame call
My was black condition of activism
Ammunition for abolition, missions systems
But not after listens, unless it's dropping on activision
Are we apps or are we bodies filled with
Operating applications, stuck inside a 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 the world through the eye holes in my oil paintings
Uh!
nothin' to it but to do it
Unless you virgin mary, nothin' do it but the
Believe all that unless you
is not a dictionary, it's a thesaurus
And I feel like a to a clitoris
The water bearer heir of traditions I swear to never change
My chair position or 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 how a bird born
As I paint cold pictures like kool-aid condensation
conversations with flavorful combinations
Slave to my
So that's oj the juiceman meets oj two hands
And two gloves, that's too
To who was, who drew blood

And, lupe look at all these
In a cemetery full of
Giving middle to the pigeons doing somersaults
runners don't fall off cliffs, they run across
Anomalies by the colonies flukes by the
Wildin' end up as poofs on the desert floor
Levitating youth so know the truth of the fountain hides
Bucaraa roof painting tunnels the mountain sides
A parts a pound of heart 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 animals and
Incinerated shoes and the for contra
Assorted memories my childhood
Absorbing from the wild woods
Electronic combat sign contract
Chinese killing cucarachas on contact
Chicago an aficionado
Efficient spitting bridging is in chicano
the boss? if isn't alyssa milano
Dudikoff, mission 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
village, leaf village, wolf spirit, magic spells
Dodging and catching hail
need samurais to catch the l
Special research vessels for catching whales
Fillet-a-fish ships peppered with extra sails
Rewrite history, liberty needs a better
Maybe hotter irons and carbon fibres 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 dropping out of school
Just like jumping out they 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 you trying to grill gruel
Take no viking water and not following pill rules
Will have you off of the throttle when you should be modelin' mood
Roller skater maker or are you just cobblin' wheel
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
in some heel groove with the abbot, practising stillness
Real still til he his realness
samsara achieves nirvana and brilliance, yea