Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmic Slop

Yeah, to fly that knot
Redman, Keith Murray, Erick Sermon with the, Cosmic
And we all pack
Word is Bond, word is bond, fuck around and get

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

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

Attention
on a non-central journey
To Hell and
drop the bomb

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

I'm out, I lost my mind on Cloud 19
Visine for eyes, when I blow
9, 0 0, for the hero of the weirdos
I hope my brain don't bust, transform into a 7-11 Slurpie

It's the fly, my music burn eyes, twice the chemical of Clorox
Then I do an autopse on four
When my jaws drop, ock, I fidget my alot
Got the two glocks, with oowops bodies trace the chalk

I'm like an eclipse on a Friday, the
With cats and Haley's Comet, blazin' blunts in my driveway
Nostradamus predicted, for you fiends
That Def Squad get the fuckin' cream like Noxem, yeah

For those that remember and afros
Platform shoes and some got 'em
Spaced out, way out, is what I'm talkin'
In the Slop of the Ghetto

With manifestations, I dictate to nations
More Cosmic Funk in my creation
This sick mic cylcicyst
Mega segments, be Sega, like

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

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

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