Luyện nghe bài hát Mural Jr.

Holy assumption of man into the sphere
Many mansions fit champions within its seven
Evangelists every 11 years
Pause for applause, evolves to was never here
to death, born to die
Form the flesh, the eyes

A veritable storm of winged forms the skies
norms unperformed but the porn survives
In the dorms of the scorn, they keep warm
Gone to lose the use of tooth, horn and
Farthest standing, I was

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

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

huddles of the unskilled but well told
It's unreal how off one deal to souls
And he got em' by the
oblongata is what got them by the oven
Like how the is what got him by the cousin
He gotta buy the bottom and he 'bout to stick his in
Such an scene
An setting for the unwedding of rings
The sharpest dresser at the unheading of
The architecture is something you've seen
clean

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

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

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

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

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

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

This rehabilitation, I be trips
"Don't Ruin Us" God said, I won't a dent
Hardly, but I'm Harvey
I hope this making
Devil tooting his own horn, don't and take a sniff
In the streets you gotta fight, you get for taking whiffs
To make that change for your team, you gotta have New driving
A for taking whips
I'm trying to redeem
With these hands full of bars, beat me for coming clean
To the hooks
If you know it, then and sing
Don't bust in while I'm
Nightmares becoming

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