Luyện nghe bài hát Shere Kahn

[Sample Sing-A-Song]
"You can come, I'll leap right
Any day you
System 605, 91"

I forever wallow in glitches grimly distributed by effects
Consumed, cocooned in trenches drenched!
Gridled dense pillars of polar value lies
a grey so blueless got eye fiendin for the sky
lies rise synthetic
Sittin inside solidified plastics who's latteral burns compatible
My firm's piloted, dodging a fire swiftly
Yellow brick stalker walking
I am but a metroid programmed to holocaust style
while soakin in the stages of denial
Your soldiers seem fragile like Jaquemetti sculptures
Embedded in aramatic cultures. We's rock vultures
Plus I's the guise of a soul
My wingspan stands flags in the snow of the

Swerve my alignment towards solitary confinement and it
Stripping, color my passion

[Ann
You seem like a small grey cat to me
underneath the silvery moon
Paws curled beneath head
'til the sun came just around noon
And you would greet me, in your doorway
up your tail around my hips
And I would go to mouth wide open
waitin for my to come from your lips
And I you
And you it
Just
To let me
But I you
you're lonely
And you how
To me

For the of my personal practice I reside
where obstructive and societal withdrawl collides
Slide by the fury
a ring around my honor
but the opulence took in my horror
Melancholy
amongst the braiding of biligerence
and blazing terror that the lock down off my placement
I stay agent till the sky falls
Reverse the curse my fellow lost children disperse

Colville]
And your footsteps leading the pathway
never to be quite like my own
Your mind is smokey
it blinded me till I turned home
And you would me far in the distance
hands held high above your
I only leave the territory there's nothing left, to be said
And I you
And you it
Just
To let me
But I you
Cause lonely
And you how
To me

[Sample from
"You can come, I'll right over"

I make music and connect to canvas
Swoop down from the trees with and other bandits
Landed upon the valleys of the grimace
Saw my planted leaf stars from the oustide in
Meaning your lies thin
Salt prep the blades prior to five phase in my ever underworld
a day to decorate a traitor
That sting never fades like wounds from sling blades
Follow my portion, Im gonna distortion and spit the filter

[Sample (Sing-A-Song Tone Voice)]
"You can come, I'll leap right
Any day you
605, Union 91"