Luyện nghe bài hát Mural Jr.

Holy of man into the heaven's sphere
Many mansions fit champions within its seven
Evangelists every 11 years
Pause for applause, evolves to what was here
Born to death, to die
Form the flesh, the eyes

A veritable storm of winged forms swarms the
Marital unperformed but the porn survives
In the of the scorn, they keep warm supplies
to lose the use of tooth, horn and thigh
Farthest standing, I was

Two one hand, one man bands in tandem
He who power naps, then plans ransoms
And maps laps in a hand lathered in absinthe
Gotta talent traffic and
And handing out amazing handmade maps of the
Out the of the wagon
Out the of the madam
Out the of the Magnum

Then out the trap of
with a megaphone, megaman
Desert zone run marathons with on (sweaters on)
That was so simple but hot in a place where it's so but not
Closed temples and ole forgots and rode whole chissles
Cripples raw missles a lot
The old hoes that they won't you a shot
But you can get the pistol, it's gon' hit you a lot
are real words from a savage mind
Unmaximized man on an average
Who don't deserve the whole truth and half your time
Fit the life of a whole booth in only a line
In the future life, I even have to rhyme
We'll get the entire Armageddon only half the signs
Just yields and roads
In lush with bell tolls

Couple of the unskilled but well told
It's unreal how off one deal to sell
And he got em' by the
oblongata is what got them by the oven
Like how the moonshine is got him by the cousin
He gotta buy the bottom and he to stick his tongue in
Such an scene
An obscene for the unwedding of rings
The sharpest dresser at the of queens
The is something you've never seen
Dream

That's three words at the time
killed three bird with the same
And one in every hand with the same bluffing
Answers each and every man the same question
is it?

But you still wanna know but I done did it
I ball heavy, the physics, all
But already specific
If we doing already done, that means it's already terrific
That's rather meta-poetic, and to acknowledge that
As an extra exhibit to what's within it
The like the wall space
So I made a gallery of galleries of all space

If it was more small, it be Moore's Law
From the land of the po' we war saw
From the hand of a pro to jaw
Make a stand to the till the snow thaw
Went paper boy to editor
From Ars Poetica with the arms of Federer
On the porches and to the farm houses of settlers
One of sects who can come and charm the predators

We who measure the measuring tools of
We who pleasure the pleasure tubes of
We who lecture at treasured of lecturers
We who question the cherished of leveragers
to death, born to die
Mourn correct
In a war, where your performance score is your
It's like fantasies combatting your

I'm trying to restore sanities
Sigmund Freud boy, Leroy to vanity
To what kills krill destroys manitee
So heels spill but still seal deals build factories
What looks Roman inner reveals macabees
Never just off guts, but what's actually
Unless quatos

Now, we back to pillars of
I recall back peeling
In hindsight, maybe a tank of killer
A seasoned shoulder's carrying plenty pintos in
Now, that's another strata but I was making
Then cop out, took the highway and I was making
A nappy-head Kid, I was breaking bricks
Can fight like Tekken 5, even 6

rehabilitation, I be taking trips
"Don't Ruin Us" God said, I make a dent
Hardly, but I'm still
I hope this sense
Devil his own horn, don't come and take a sniff
In the streets you fight, you get punished for taking whiffs
To make that for your team, you gotta have New Jersey driving
A stomach for taking
I'm just to redeem
With these hands of bars, don't beat me for coming clean
To unify the
If you know it, then come and
Don't bust in while I'm
Nightmares dreams

Samurais die from another sword
This is 1985 the hover board
was Bobby Johnson potato, just the underscore
Think deep, but let it fry your motherboards
Diptique, so now the painting's
But this is Mural