Luyện nghe bài hát Mural Jr.

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

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

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

Then out the of enchantment
with a megaphone, megaman
Desert zone run marathons with 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 chissles
Cripples with raw 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 real words from a savage
Unmaximized man on an average
Who don't deserve the whole truth and only half time
Fit the life of a whole booth in only half a
In the future life, I don't even have to
We'll get the entire with only half the signs
Just yields and rail
In fields with bell tolls

huddles of the unskilled 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
how the moonshine is what got him by the cousin
He gotta buy the bottom and he to stick his tongue in
Such an scene
An obscene setting for the of rings
The sharpest at the unheading of queens
The architecture is you've never seen
clean

That's three words at the time
They killed bird with the same
And one in every hand with the same bluffing
each and every 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, means it's already terrific
That's rather meta-poetic, and just to that
As an extra exhibit to what's within it
The gallery's like the wall
So I made a gallery of galleries of all space

If it was more small, it would be 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
throwing Ars Poetica with the arms of Federer
On the porches and steps to the farm houses of
One of sects who can come and charm the predators

We who measure the tools of measurers
We who pleasure the pleasure tubes of
We who lecture at treasured schools of
We who question the rules of leveragers
to death, born to die
Mourn correct
In a war, where your performance score is salary
It's fantasies combatting your mortality

I'm trying to restore sanities
Sigmund boy, Leroy to your vanity
To instill what kills krill manitee
So spill but still seal deals that build factories
What looks Roman senator reveals macabees
Never just trust off guts, but what's
Unless quatos

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

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

rarely die from another sword
This is 1985 the hover board
was Bobby Johnson potato, just the underscore
Think deep, but let it fry your motherboards
Diptique, so now the painting's
But this is Mural