Luyện nghe bài hát Shere Kahn

[Sample Sing-A-Song]
"You can come, leap right over
Any day you
605, Union 91"

I forever in glitches grimly distributed by side effects
Consumed, in antisocial 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 latteral burns germ compatible
My firm's piloted, dodging a fire swiftly
brick stalker walking shifty
I am but a prototype metroid programmed to holocaust
you're soakin in the stages of denial
Your soldiers seem fragile like Jaquemetti sculptures
Embedded in cultures. We's rock steady vultures
I's the guise of rowin a soul
My wingspan stands flags in the of the poles

Swerve my towards solitary confinement and jade it
Stripping, color my mitigated

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

For the love of my personal I reside
where obstructive fluxes and societal collides
Slide fuel by the
Spun a ring my honor
but the took shelter in my horror
masquerade
Cast the braiding of biligerence
and blazing that blew the lock down off my placement
I stay agent till the sky falls
Reverse the till my fellow lost children disperse

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And your leading down the pathway
seem to be quite like my own
Your mind is smokey
it blinded me I turned towards home
And you would watch me far in the
hands held high above your
I only leave the where there's nothing left, to be said
And I you
And you it
Just
To let me
But I you
you're lonely
And you how
To me

[Sample Sing-A-Song]
"You can come, I'll right over"

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

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