Luyện nghe bài hát Bug Powder Dust

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

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

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

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

Like an running low on dust
I'm bug powder and it can't be trussed
zone trippin' and I'm off to Annexia
I gotta get a typewriter that's
(Tight of dyslexia?)

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

Just like Jane she's going to Spain
I I'm going away tomorrow, just a fool in the rain
Light up the candles and bless the
I'm paranoid, snow blind, just a meat fool

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

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

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

Shootin' mad and I'm always jukin'
you to the hole 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 minds in line, but sublimes,
So when you search you find something like a mine

A psychedelic in the poem
I got a patter, anyplace that I roam
Waiting for the sun on a caravan
Solar and I'm feeling like starin' man

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

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

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

bar style so I'm singin' day glow
Wakin' up the dead like and the Rainbow
Jeff Spicoli roll me hay
The Fish that Pittsburgh with Dr. J

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

midgets with my man Dr. Shrinker
Pass the hookah, throw the pillows
Cloth on the ceiling, blow rings that
Kick off the and relax your feet
Now roll up your for this lyrical treat

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

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