Luyện nghe bài hát Mural Jr.

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

A veritable storm of winged swarms the skies
Marital norms unperformed but the survives
In the dorms of the scorn, they 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, plans gathering ransoms
And man's laps in a hand lathered in absinthe
Gotta talent and ramblings
And handing out amazing handmade of the labyrinth
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 place it's so simple but not
Closed temples and ole little forgots and rode chissles
with raw missles a lot
The old hoes that they 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 truth and only half your
Fit the of a whole booth in only half a line
In the future life, I don't even to rhyme
We'll get the entire with only half the signs
Just yields and roads
In fields with bell tolls

huddles of the unskilled but well told
It's unreal how off one to sell souls
And he got em' by the
Medulla oblongata is 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 obscene setting for the unwedding of
The sharpest dresser at the unheading of
The architecture is something you've seen
Dream

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

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

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

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

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

Now, we back to of salt
I back peeling potatoes
In hindsight, maybe a 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 highway and I was making
A nappy-head Kid, I was breaking bricks
Can fight like Tekken 5, taking 6

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

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