Luyện nghe bài hát Bug Powder Dust

Check it, yo, I always hit the with the rough road styles
You heard the and ya came from miles
Keep my rhymes like a Guinness brew
So you call 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 with my Beatnik
Analog and a little distortion
Smokin' on you could say I'm scorchin'
(Smokin' on suckers?)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

been a fake and I'm never phony
I got more flavor the packet in macaroni
Rock drippin' from my vowel
I've got the soul of the sixties like Howl

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

I got a splinter though, damn, you man it hurt
I got a sandwich from Men at Work
I keep minds in line, but sublimes,
So when you search you find something like a mine

A psychedelic meanderings in the
I got a patter, patter anyplace I roam
for the sun on a Spanish caravan
Solar eclipse and I'm feeling like man

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

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

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

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

Makin' with my man Dr. Shrinker
Pass the hookah, down the pillows
on the ceiling, blow rings that billow
Kick off the shoes and your feet
Now roll up your sleeves for this treat

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

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