Luyện nghe bài hát Mural Jr.

Holy assumption of man into the heaven's
Many mansions fit champions within its seven
Evangelists every 11 years
Pause for applause, evolves to what was never
Born to death, to die
the flesh, form the eyes

A veritable storm of forms swarms the skies
Marital norms but the porn survives
In the dorms of the scorn, they keep supplies
Gone to lose the use of tooth, horn and
standing, I was landing

Two one hand, one man bands jamming in
He who naps, then plans gathering ransoms
And maps man's laps in a hand lathered in
talent traffic and ramblings
And handing out amazing handmade of the labyrinth
Out the back of the
Out the back of the
Out the of the Magnum

Then out the of enchantment
Bellerophon a megaphone, megaman
Desert zone run marathons sweaters on (sweaters on)
That was so but hot in a place where it's so simple but not
Closed temples and ole little forgots and rode chissles
Cripples with raw 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
These are words from a savage mind
Unmaximized man on an average
Who don't deserve the whole truth and only your time
Fit the life of a whole in only half a line
In the future life, I even have to rhyme
We'll get the entire Armageddon with only the signs
Just yields and rail
In lush fields bell tolls

Couple huddles of the but well told
It's unreal how off one deal to sell
And he got em' by the
Medulla oblongata is what got by the oven
Like how the moonshine is what got him by the
He gotta buy the and he 'bout to stick his tongue in
Such an unsettling
An setting for the unwedding of rings
The sharpest dresser at the unheading of
The architecture is you've never seen
Dream

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

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

If it was more small, it would be Law
From the land of the po' we war saw
From the hand of a pro to jaw
Make a stand to the store the snow thaw
from paper boy to editor
From throwing Ars with the arms of Federer
On the porches and steps to the farm houses of
One of several sects who can come and charm the

We who measure the measuring tools of
We who the pleasure tubes of pleasurers
We who lecture at schools of lecturers
We who question the cherished rules of
Born to death, to die
correct immortalized
In a war, where performance score is your salary
It's fantasies combatting your mortality

I'm just to restore sanities
Sigmund Freud boy, to your vanity
To instill kills krill destroys manitee
So heels spill but still seal deals that factories
What looks Roman senator inner macabees
just trust off guts, but what's actually
Unless quatos

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

This rehabilitation, I be taking
"Don't Ruin Us" God said, I won't make a
Hardly, but I'm still
I hope making sense
Devil tooting his own horn, don't come and take a
In the you gotta fight, you get punished for taking whiffs
To make change for your team, you gotta have New Jersey driving
A stomach for taking
I'm just to redeem
With these full of bars, don't beat me for coming clean
To unify the
If you know it, come and sing
Don't bust in I'm sleep
Nightmares becoming

Samurais rarely die from sword
This is meets the hover board
That was Bobby potato, just the underscore
Think deep, but let it fry your motherboards
Diptique, so now the painting's
But is Jr's Mural