Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmic Slop

Yeah, 'bout to fly that
Redman, Keith Murray, Sermon with 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 react with tons of macs, a ball, and some jumping
Flyin' expert, puttin' in
No question, cosmic funk and session

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

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

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

I'm spaced out, I my mind on Cloud 19
for eyes, when I blow Alpines
Dial 9, 0 0, for the hero of the
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 cops
my jaws drop, ock, I fidget my nuts alot
Got the two glocks, with oowops then bodies trace the

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

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

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

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

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

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