Luyện nghe bài hát Shere Kahn

[Sample from
"You can come, leap right over
Any day you
System 605, 91"

I forever wallow in glitches grimly distributed by side
Consumed, cocooned in antisocial drenched!
Gridled between dense pillars of polar lies
a grey so blueless it's got eye for the sky
Synthesized rise synthetic
inside solidified plastics who's latteral burns germ compatible
My radically piloted, dodging a fire swiftly
brick stalker walking shifty
I am but a metroid programmed to holocaust style
while you're in the stages of denial
Your petty seem fragile like Jaquemetti sculptures
Embedded in aramatic cultures. We's rock steady
Plus I's the guise of rowin a
My wingspan stands in the snow of the poles

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

[Ann
You always seem like a small cat to me
Sleepin underneath the moon
Paws curled beneath your
'til the sun came round around noon
And you would greet me, in your doorway
Drawing up your around my hips
And I would go to your mouth open
waitin for my nourish to come your lips
And I you
And you it
enough
To let me
But I you
Cause you're
And you how
To me

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

[Ann
And footsteps leading down the pathway
seem to be quite like my own
Your is smokey circles
it blinded me till I turned towards
And you would me far in the distance
hands held high above your
I leave the territory where 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

from Sing-A-Song]
"You can come, I'll leap over"

I music and connect color to canvas
Swoop from the trees with potpourris and other bandits
Landed randomly upon the valleys of the
Saw my planted stars burnin from the oustide in
Meaning clout lies thin
Salt prep the prior to five phase in my ever changin underworld
Serate a day to a traitor
That sting never fades belly wounds from sling blades
Follow my portion, Im swallow distortion and spit the filter

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