Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmic Slop

Yeah, 'bout to fly that
Redman, Keith Murray, Erick Sermon with the, Slop
And we all pack
Word is Bond, word is bond, fuck and get shot

As I flip, to the beat, on wax, and tax
I react with tons of macs, a ball, and some jacks
expert, puttin' in work
No question, cosmic funk and weed

GangStarr, step up, it's Hard to Earn
But I up the mode, and blow up the globe
The bandit, dialect, umm
wreck umm, one, two, microphone check

Attention
We're on a journey
To Hell and
Funkadelic the bomb

I'm type of nigga to give it to ya
My Cosmic Slop rules all blocks funk maneuvers
My flow freeze the Nile, The Child splits the river
Then I crush, the bom-ba-zee was rushed, through my verbal lust

I'm spaced out, I lost my on Cloud 19
Visine for eyes, I blow Alpines
Dial 9, 0 0, for the hero of the
I hope my brain don't bust, into a 7-11 Slurpie Slush

the fly, my music will burn eyes, twice the chemical of Clorox
Then I do an on four cops
When my drop, ock, I fidget my nuts alot
Got the two glocks, with oowops then bodies trace the

I'm like an on a Friday, the 13th
With black cats and Comet, blazin' blunts in my driveway
Nostradamus predicted, for you funk
That Def Squad will get the fuckin' cream Noxem, yeah

For that remember pics and afros
Platform and bell-bottoms some got 'em
out, way out, is what I'm talkin' about
In the Cosmic Slop of the

With amazing manifestations, I to nations
Cosmic Funk innovations in my creation
This Cosmic sick mic
Mega segments, be Sega, like

I orbits the system, listenin'
Guzzlin', never sippin', or slippin' and sympin' when the track is
I gotcha brain bendin' and twistin'
Man listen, I give your crew a ass drenchin'

Just for mentionin', goin' that route, yo mouth
You get your head off towards down South
And your crew too will be out, way out, no doubt
niggaz need to stop and get with this Cosmic Slop
Cosmic Slop, Slop

And now, we program, we
Pop in the disk and who the hell is