Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmic Slop

Yeah, 'bout to fly knot
Redman, Keith Murray, Erick Sermon the, Cosmic Slop
And we all glocks
Word is Bond, word is bond, around and get shot

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

passenger's
We're on a non-central
To Hell and
drop the bomb

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

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

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

I'm like an on a Friday, the 13th
With black cats and Haley's Comet, blazin' in my driveway
predicted, for you funk fiends
That Def will 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 amazing manifestations, I dictate to
Cosmic Funk innovations in my creation
This sick mic cylcicyst
Mega segments, be Sega, like

I the solar system, listenin'
Guzzlin', never sippin', or slippin' and when the track is rippin'
I brain cells bendin' and twistin'
Man listen, I give your whole crew a ass

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

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