Luyện nghe bài hát Mural

We're all chemicals, vitamins and
Vicodin with tubes, wrapped around the arm
To see the like a chicken on the barn
Top cat chat, let's begin another
flying saucer cheese, or is it chicken parm'
But roosters don't fly like boosters buy
So what cowards to get them to the top
Just to fall listening to bach?
The ribbon in the sky is the ribbon that I
Dribbling the eye across the of a clock
lacks meaning, but racks up stacks of fat reading
They catch chief and wrapped up plants from dealings

Now what's a coffin with a ceiling?
And what's the without the match feeling?
As buried living and picking
linen from your berry system
Then with the pack feeding
When I was young I had visions of another
Sneaking looks at the stash of my brother hurl
Incense smoke made and other curls
Casting calls from porn films and ad space for rubber
I my pancakes cut in swirls
Morrocan moles and squirrels
I like cartoons, southern with large moons
Faith healers, drug dealers and art booms
Apologize for my mix
taste like hot dogs and tear drips
And looks pantomime and clear bricks
And smells like shotguns and piss
They on their hunt, kinda salty I'm going hard
First part of a party, that I throw in
One you playing pool, next minute you throwing darts
But that's how you do with a that you throw in bars
I run the gambit I'm throwing cards
From mechanics to overdosing hearts
cold pictures like nova scotia landscapes
Nerd game make mandelbrot sets when we
A word game back up plan can dam lakes
the word play playin' at the man's states
Mean I can still be the man if the dam
And when the man brakes I'm reflectious, what they face
My peers still treat the mirror like it's a fan base
The unfettered veteran, the eagle feathered man of
That hovers above cities like men
And maybe weather
Whatever better to tell ya weather
I girls to reign all over the world

And not like, rain man or rain like rain dance
Or rain like a slight chance of rain when raining
Or rein like deer to santa claus sleigh man
But reign queens that reign over made man
And not queen like queen killer, rhapsody queen
But queen like white glove wave
And not wave hand like a heat wave
So you make a fan by your hand
I'm wave like you saying "hey"
Man, and not hay for horses and hoarse like you almost
You gotta your vocal chords like it's a fortress
And treat every single one of words like reinforcements
And especially when recording
that's the portion that's important
When I was that I was poor
But now I'm more
It's still hooker heels on my hills and sweet spots
shames, make margarita rims from cheap tops
Deep in floor, the ceiling windows for my peep pots
A little scene with the sickle swings to make the wheat
And a hundred words for them hummingbirds that like to
And fan out like peacocks with a that beat box
So the sun rise the beat drops
And the sun dies when the beat
Then it unties, then it
it relapsed, then it detox
Then back like a heat pack
On his knee caps of the weak
Cause he want what we got, like

Then forge like a young honory morrissey
Then spit it to the locks thots
Who like porridge all watery
Not scorching nor
From the steel orbitings, sorcerer,
Coming down gorgeously, just a stacey dash waterfall
A more torturing, a water barbie doll
A river of women a brazilian carnival
Swimming in feminine bikinis out of barbasol
Somebody give the volleyballs
If you love her, don't ever send her to mall's
Homie if she lonely she end up in macauly's claws
Coming out the over goblets down at madri gras
The fame, champagne, walk of shame lobby
My reposition was black of activism
Ammunition for abolition, attacking systems
But they not after listens, unless it's on activision
Are we apps or are we filled with apparitions
Operating applications, stuck inside a apple
Chicken hack and download updates that religion

Or are we more, than soil tainting, changelings
with boy and goyle chasing
And foiling other's royal
I sit back and watch the world through the eye in my oil paintings
Uh!
nothin' to it but to do it
Unless you virgin mary, do it but the truest
Believe all unless you jewish
Life is not a dictionary, a thesaurus
And I feel a missionary to a clitoris
The water bearer of traditions that I swear to never change
My position or conditions of my porridge
for sedition against the religion of a chorus
Keep them golden thieves out the motherfuckin' forest

As I a nerve storm
I my pictures in word form
Bury the hatchet how a bird born
As I paint cold pictures kool-aid facing condensation
Having conversations flavorful combinations
to my concentration
So that's oj the meets oj with two hands
And two gloves, that's too
To judge who was, who drew

And, lupe look at all toucans
In a full of tomahawkes
Giving middle fingers to the pigeons somersaults
Road runners don't off cliffs, they run across
Anomalies by the colonies by the reservoir
Wildin' end up as poofs on the desert floor
Levitating so know the truth of where the fountain hides
Bucaraa painting tunnels onto the mountain sides
A thousands parts a pound of heart an of eyes
Announcing now the doubt in mouth a count of lies
Chocula counts by the counts of 5, refrigerator full of animals and monsters
Incinerated shoes and the for contra
Assorted memories my childhood
Absorbing energy the wild woods
Electronic combat konami sign
Chinese killing cucarachas on contact
Chicago spread an
Efficient bridging divisions is in chicano
Who's the boss? if isn't milano
Dudikoff, ninja into the congo
envy of the older guys
Black obi, shinobi hittin' kenno in the face with all my knives
Sub-zero guiding, hiding, in the pack as well
Sound village, leaf village, wolf spirit, magic
Dodging and catching hail
need samurais to catch the l
Special research made for catching whales
Fillet-a-fish ships sea-shepherded peppered with sails
Rewrite history, liberty needs a bell
Maybe hotter irons and carbon fibres that never
Smarter mixed with a odd alliance of fairytale
Or just a metal pail that you hit with a steel tools
To announce you've had enough and dropping out of seal school
Just like trout jumping out house to let they gills cool
Cuba-scuba couldn't take the of my skill pool
I said it feels cool to kill
Slipping the cracks like when you trying to grill gruel
Take no viking water and not following pill rules
Will have you off of the throttle you should be modelin' chill mood
Roller skater or are you just cobblin' wheel shoes
Overweight taster of kings food that crews
Oblivious feather-weight baker who cakes
Whenever his moves over your meal you
Simple as a monk in a temple
in some heel groove with the abbot, practising stillness
Real still til he realizes his
Defeat samsara nirvana and brilliance, yea