Luyện nghe bài hát Mural Jr.

Holy assumption of man the heaven's sphere
Many mansions fit champions within its tiers
re-imagine every 11 years
Pause for applause, evolves to what was here
to death, born to die
Form the flesh, the eyes

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

Two one hand, one man bands jamming in
He who power naps, then gathering 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

out the trap of enchantment
Bellerophon a megaphone, megaman
Desert zone run with sweaters on (sweaters on)
That was so simple but hot in a where it's so simple but not
Closed temples and ole little forgots and rode whole
with raw missles a lot
The old hoes that won't give 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 climb
Who don't deserve the whole and only half your time
Fit the life of a whole booth in only half a
In the future life, I even have to rhyme
We'll get the entire with only half the signs
Just and rail roads
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 got them by the oven
Like how the moonshine is got him by the cousin
He buy the bottom and he 'bout to stick his tongue in
Such an scene
An obscene setting for the unwedding of
The sharpest at the unheading of queens
The architecture is something you've seen
Dream

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

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

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

We who the measuring tools of measurers
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
like fantasies combatting your mortality

I'm just trying to sanities
Sigmund Freud boy, Leroy to vanity
To instill kills krill destroys manitee
So heels spill but still seal that build factories
What looks senator inner reveals macabees
just trust off guts, but what's actually
Unless it's

Now, we back to pillars of
I recall back potatoes
In hindsight, a tank of killer tomatoes
A seasoned shoulder's carrying plenty in payloads
Now, that's another but I was making sense
Then cop out, took the and I was making chips
A nappy-head Karate Kid, I was breaking
Can like 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 Harvey
I hope making sense
Devil tooting his own horn, come and take a sniff
In the streets you gotta fight, you get for taking whiffs
To make that change for team, you gotta have New Jersey driving
A stomach for whips
I'm just trying to
these hands full of bars, don't beat me for coming clean
To the hooks
If you it, then come and sing
Don't in while I'm sleep
becoming dreams

Samurais die from another sword
This is 1985 meets the hover
That was Bobby Johnson potato, just the
Think deep, but don't let it fry your
Diptique, so now the painting's
But this is Mural