Luyện nghe bài hát Common Dust

Ashes to ashes, and to dust (8X)

Chorus: Thought (4X)

It's Dust y'all, and you don't stop
For you to trust y'all, with real

Thought]
Thought be the ? of the of speech
A dusty brother mighta saw the bleach
Teach I not, just to talk my sense
Damn I gives not, the consequence
the stylistics, and jazz the vibe
Laughs at cause I'm stayin alive
Time I grips not, so it limps
you, collect if you digs my song
Paids and black braids what I to ease
L-7 throwin out the breeze
Cool breeze to blow up I bust the shit
I'm just a sun child rollin in a ship
It's that y'all

Crumbs]
Thought's a Black miss you wanna catch the
I hums a fat song, with derelicts and bums
Smoke with the folk from the cellar when they come
be like cotton, got sticks of gum
Common spear-a-mint, it's like sense is
Accumulation cause naps I got nuff
Funk feeds the dome see the they wanna rise
Out the ?, free to vocalize
Old school highs I got, for eyes
Circulize never even though we lock
Ask the set I'm clever I'm severed and I'm pooped
But the wind blows, the Dust you gotta go

[Kid
It's like Crumbs stay at a mic, to and from the ashes
Pass the kid? L-7, we massive
Jazz the funk, slow-be-poke, baby she be
Puff the stuff you now I recline and make you laugh
Roots can boost and off the docks I rocked your riches
The Edgar shit is locked, that's, if the force is us
Yeah, pon the streets I reach, be the sound
A pouch of ouch, soon the freaks is freakin out, uhh
Threes that make you shout, 'bout, on the corner
Black, and Rubber, we did it in the summer
Now the po' folk is near, they say I'm not a
But when the circle's Root, see if I'll be there
It's like that

[Black
Dig it, cool for me I'm glad I springs from pad
To those mad Dust I be just a lad
Rock me not cause my Thoughts is Black
Sports the A-di-das plus my proton
Dust as my trail mix crush
Digs the naturale, baby flush the
Yeah, when it roams, your way back home
And dig it with the with the Dust-y dome
Soon your zigs roam you brooms the scene
Dust you gots not, your rooms is clean
Trust I much cause I blows the horn
It's Dust y'all, you go on and on

w/ variations to end