Luyện nghe bài hát Mural Jr.

Holy assumption of man the heaven's sphere
Many fit champions within its seven tiers
Evangelists re-imagine every 11
for applause, evolves to what was never here
Born to death, to die
Form the flesh, form the

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

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

Then out the of enchantment
Bellerophon with a megaphone,
zone run marathons with sweaters on (sweaters on)
That was so simple but hot in a place it's so simple but not
Closed and ole little forgots and rode whole chissles
Cripples with raw a lot
The old hoes that they won't give you a
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 whole and only half your time
Fit the life of a whole booth in only half a
In the life, I don't even have to rhyme
We'll get the Armageddon with only half the signs
Just yields and roads
In lush fields with bell

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
how the moonshine 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 at the unheading of queens
The is something you've never seen
clean

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

But you wanna know but I already done did it
I ball heavy, the physics, all
But it's specific
If we doing what's done, that means it's already terrific
rather 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 gallery of galleries made of all

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

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

I'm just trying to sanities
Sigmund Freud boy, to your vanity
To what kills krill destroys manitee
So spill but still seal deals that build factories
What looks Roman senator inner macabees
Never just trust off guts, but actually
Unless it's

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

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

Samurais rarely die from another
This is 1985 meets the hover
That was Bobby Johnson potato, the underscore
Think deep, but don't let it fry motherboards
Diptique, so now the plural
But this is Jr's