Luyện nghe bài hát Mural Jr.

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

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

Two one hand, one man bands jamming in
He who power naps, plans gathering ransoms
And maps man's laps in a hand lathered in
Gotta traffic and ramblings
And handing out amazing handmade of the labyrinth
Out the of the wagon
Out the back of the
Out the of the Magnum

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

Couple of the unskilled but well told
unreal how off one deal to sell souls
And he got em' by the
Medulla oblongata is what got them by the
Like how the moonshine is got him by the cousin
He buy the bottom and he 'bout to stick his tongue in
Such an scene
An obscene for the unwedding of rings
The sharpest at the unheading of queens
The architecture is you've never seen
clean

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

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

If it was more small, it would be Law
From the 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 with the arms of Federer
On the porches and to the farm houses of settlers
One of several who can come and charm the predators

We who measure the measuring tools of
We who pleasure the tubes of pleasurers
We who lecture at treasured of lecturers
We who question the cherished rules of
to death, born to die
Mourn immortalized
In a war, where performance score is your salary
It's fantasies combatting your mortality

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

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

This rehabilitation, I be taking
"Don't Ruin Us" God said, I make a dent
Hardly, but I'm still
I hope this making
tooting 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 gotta New Jersey driving
A stomach for whips
I'm just trying to
these hands full of bars, don't beat me for coming clean
To unify the
If you know it, then and sing
bust in while I'm sleep
Nightmares dreams

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