Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmik Debris

The mystery man over
And he said "I'm sight!"
He said for a nominal service
I reach nirvana tonight
If I was ready, willing and
To pay him his fee
He would all the rest of
His pressing affairs and
His to me

But I "Look here brother
who you jiving with cosmik debris?
Now who you jiving with that cosmik
Look here brother, don't your time on me"

The man got nervous
And he around a bit
He reached in the pocket of his mystery
And he out a shaving kit
Now I it was a razor
And a can of goo
But he told me right then when the top popped
There was nothin' his box do
the oil of Aphrodite, and the dust of the Grand Wazoo
He said "You not believe this, little fella
But it'll your asthma too"

And I said "Look brother
Who you with that cosmik debris?
Now what kind of a are you, anyway?
Look here brother, don't waste your on me"
*(Don't your time)*

"I've got troubles of my own", I
"And you help me out
So, your meditations and your preparations
And ram it up snout!"
"But I got the crystal ball", he
And held it to the
So I it, all away from him
And I showed him how to do it

I wrapped a newspaper my head
So I looked I was deep
I some mumbo-jumbo, then
I told him he was going to
I robbed his rings and
And everything else I
I had sucker hypnotized
He couldn't even make a
I to tell him his future, then
As as he was hanging around
I said "The of meat has just gone up
And your old has just gone down!"

And I said "Look brother-who you
Jiving with that cosmik
Now is that a real poncho or is that a poncho?
Don't you know, you could make money as a butcher?
So, don't waste your on me"
Don't it, don't waste your time on me
*(Shante)*