Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmic Slop

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

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

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

Attention
on a non-central journey
To and beyond
Funkadelic the bomb

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

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

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

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

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

amazing manifestations, I dictate to nations
More Cosmic innovations in my creation
Cosmic sick mic cylcicyst
Mega segments, be Sega, like

I the solar system, listenin'
Guzzlin', never sippin', or and sympin' when the track is rippin'
I brain cells 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 down South
And crew too will be spaced out, way out, no doubt
Y'all niggaz to stop and get with this Cosmic Slop
Slop, Cosmic Slop

And now, we program, we
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