Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmic Slop

Yeah, to fly that knot
Redman, Keith Murray, Erick Sermon with the, Slop
And we all glocks
Word is Bond, is bond, fuck 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, in work
No question, cosmic funk and weed

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

passenger's
We're on a journey
To and beyond
Funkadelic drop the

I'm that type of nigga to it to ya
My Slop rules all blocks with funk maneuvers
My freeze the Nile, The Funk Child splits the river
Then I crush, like the was rushed, through my verbal lust

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

It's the fly, my music will burn eyes, twice the of Clorox
I do an autopse on four cops
When my jaws drop, ock, I my nuts alot
Got the two glocks, with oowops then trace the chalk

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

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

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

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

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

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