Luyện nghe bài hát Mural Jr.

Holy assumption of man into the sphere
Many mansions fit champions within its seven
Evangelists re-imagine 11 years
Pause for applause, evolves to was never here
to death, born to die
Form the flesh, the eyes

A veritable of winged forms swarms the skies
Marital unperformed but the porn survives
In the of the scorn, they keep warm supplies
Gone to lose the use of tooth, and thigh
Farthest standing, I was

Two one hand, one man jamming in tandem
He who power naps, plans gathering ransoms
And maps man's laps in a hand in absinthe
Gotta talent and ramblings
And out amazing handmade maps of the labyrinth
Out the back of the
Out the of the madam
Out the of the Magnum

out the trap of enchantment
Bellerophon with a megaphone,
Desert zone run with sweaters on (sweaters on)
That was so simple but hot in a place where so simple but not
temples and ole little forgots and rode whole chissles
Cripples raw missles a lot
The old hoes that they won't you a shot
But you can get the pistol, it's gon' hit you a lot
These are real words from a mind
Unmaximized man on an average
Who don't deserve the whole truth and only your time
Fit the life of a whole in only half a line
In the future life, I even have to rhyme
We'll get the entire with only half the signs
Just yields and roads
In lush fields with bell

Couple huddles of the unskilled but well
It's unreal how off one to sell souls
And he got em' by the
Medulla oblongata is what got by the oven
Like how the is what got him by the cousin
He buy the bottom and he 'bout to stick his tongue in
Such an unsettling
An obscene setting for the of rings
The dresser at the unheading of queens
The architecture is you've never seen
clean

That's three words at the same
killed three bird with the same
And one each in every hand the same bluffing
Answers and every man with the same question
is it?

But you still wanna but I already done did it
I ball heavy, the physics, all
But it's specific
If we doing what's already done, that means it's terrific
That's rather meta-poetic, and to acknowledge that
As an extra to what's already within it
The gallery's like the wall
So I a gallery of galleries made of all space

If it was more small, it be Moore's Law
the land of the po' where we war saw
From the of a pro to whore jaw
Make a stand to the store the snow thaw
Went from boy to editor
From throwing Ars Poetica the arms of Federer
On the and steps to the farm houses of settlers
One of several sects who can come and charm the

We who measure the tools of measurers
We who the pleasure tubes of pleasurers
We who lecture at treasured schools of
We who question the rules of leveragers
to death, born to die
Mourn correct
In a war, where your score is your salary
It's like combatting your mortality

I'm trying to restore sanities
Sigmund boy, Leroy to your vanity
To instill kills krill destroys manitee
So heels spill but still seal deals that factories
What Roman senator inner reveals macabees
Never just trust off guts, but what's
Unless it's

Now, we to pillars of salt
I recall peeling potatoes
In hindsight, a tank of killer tomatoes
A seasoned carrying plenty pintos in payloads
Now, that's another but I was making sense
Then cop out, took the highway and I was chips
A nappy-head Karate Kid, I was bricks
Can fight like Tekken 5, even 6

rehabilitation, I be taking trips
"Don't Ruin Us" God said, I make a dent
Hardly, but I'm still
I hope this sense
Devil his own horn, don't come and take a sniff
In the you gotta fight, you get punished for taking whiffs
To make that change for your team, you have New Jersey driving
A stomach for taking
I'm just trying to
With these full of bars, don't beat me for coming clean
To the hooks
If you know it, then come and
Don't bust in while I'm
becoming dreams

Samurais rarely die from another
This is 1985 the hover board
That was Bobby Johnson potato, the underscore
Think deep, but don't let it fry motherboards
Diptique, so now the plural
But this is Jr's