Luyện nghe bài hát Bug Powder Dust

Check it, yo, I always hit the tape with the road styles
You the psychedelic and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes thick like a brew
So you could call me black and tan when I'm a wreckin' a

I'm Bill Lee writing when he's in Tangier's
And now I'm on a soul with my Beatnik peers
Analog and a little distortion
Smokin' on you could say I'm scorchin'
(Smokin' on suckers?)

I never been the type to brag but
I'll make a man his draft card like it was Hair
Send ya up the like you lookin' for Kurtz
I got the jism up in every verse

I hit the apple when I'm going to shoot
So you can call me William Tell or Cooper to boot
Mr. Risin' on the case again
So tell your mother and your sister and your sister's

Like an exterminator low on dust
I'm bug itchin' and it can't be trussed
Inter zone and I'm off to Annexia
I get a typewriter that's sexier
(Tight of dyslexia?)

My name is Justin and that's all it
And I'll be spittin' rhymes like it ain't for this shit
of the Holy like Jimmy Page
But the song remains the same so I'm in a rage

like Jane when she's going to Spain
I think I'm going tomorrow, just a fool in the rain
Light up the candles and the room
I'm paranoid, snow blind, a black meat fool

Bug dust an' mugwump jism
And the wild boys runnin' Inter zone trippin'
Letter to control about the Big
(Led into control, learning to control, to control)
Try hard to not blow my cover

Bug powder dust an' jism
And the wild boys runnin' 'round zone trippin'
Letter to about the Big Brother
(Led control, learning to control, Lenin to control)
Try hard to not blow my cover

Never been a fake and I'm never
I got more flavor the packet in macaroni
Rock drippin' my every vowel
I've got the of the sixties like Ginsberg's Howl

mad ball and I'm always jukin'
Take you to the and I'm surely hoopin'
Top of the pops like the Lulu's
I'll take a walk on Abbey Road my shoes unsold
(Shoes off, so, of soul?)

I got a splinter though, damn, you know man it
I got a Vegemite from Men at Work
I keep in line, but time sublimes,
So when you search you something like a gold mine

A meanderings in the poem
I got a patter, patter anyplace that I
for the sun on a Spanish caravan
Solar eclipse and I'm like starin' man

Bug powder dust an' jism
And the wild runnin' 'round Inter zone trippin'
Letter to about the Big Brother
(Led into control, learning to control, to control)
Try hard to not blow my cover

Bug powder an' mugwump jism
And the wild runnin' 'round Inter zone trippin'
Letter to control the Big Brother
(Led control, learning to control, Lenin to control)
Try like hard to not blow my

Who's that man in the
Got somethin' on his and it's startin' to stain
nuff equip so wop an' get down
Step up on my ladder and get beat down

Hash bar so I'm singin' day glow
up the dead like Serpent and the Rainbow
Jeff roll me another hay
The Fish that Saved with Dr. J

Shockin' your ass like a vibrator
Hear me now, but probably get the vibe later
Who where the wicked wind blows
Que sera sera just leave it
Great Coaster toast up the town [unverified]

Makin' midgets with my man Dr.
the hookah, throw down the pillows
Cloth on the ceiling, blow that billow
Kick off the and relax your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for lyrical treat

Bug powder dust an' jism
And the wild boys runnin' 'round Inter zone
Letter to control the Big Brother
(Led into control, to control, Lenin to control)
Try like to not blow my cover

Bug powder dust an' mugwump
And the boys runnin' 'round Inter zone trippin'
Letter to control the Big Brother
(Led into control, to control, Lenin to control)
Try like hard to not blow my