Luyện nghe bài hát Shere Kahn

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

I forever wallow in glitches grimly by side effects
Consumed, in antisocial trenches drenched!
Gridled dense pillars of polar value lies
a so blueless it's got eye fiendin for the sky
Synthesized lies synthetic
Sittin solidified plastics who's latteral burns germ compatible
My firm's radically piloted, dodging a fire
Yellow stalker walking shifty
I am but a prototype metroid programmed to style
while you're in the stages of denial
petty soldiers seem fragile like Jaquemetti sculptures
Embedded in cultures. We's rock steady vultures
Plus I's the of rowin a soul
My stands flags in the snow of the poles

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

[Ann
You always seem like a small cat to me
Sleepin the silvery moon
Paws beneath your head
'til the sun came round just around
And you would greet me, purring in doorway
Drawing up your tail my hips
And I would go to mouth wide open
waitin for my nourish to come your lips
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 practice I
where obstructive fluxes and societal withdrawl
Slide by the fury
Spun a ring around my
but the took shelter in my horror
masquerade
Cast amongst the of biligerence
and blazing terror blew the lock down off my placement
I stay special till the sky falls
Reverse the curse till my lost children disperse

Colville]
And your footsteps down the pathway
never seem to be like my own
Your mind is circles
it blinded me till I turned towards
And you watch me far in the distance
hands held above your head
I only leave the territory where nothing left, to be said
And I you
And you it
enough
To let me
But I you
Cause lonely
And you how
To me

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

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

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