Luyện nghe bài hát Cosmik Debris

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

But I said "Look here
who you jiving with that cosmik
Now who you jiving with that debris?
Look here brother, waste your time on me"

The mystery man got
And he fidget a bit
He in the pocket of his mystery robe
And he out a shaving kit
Now I thought it was a
And a can of goo
But he told me then when the top popped open
was nothin' his box won't do
With the oil of Aphrodite, and the dust of the Grand
He "You might not believe this, little fella
But cure your asthma too"

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

"I've got troubles of my own", I
"And you can't me out
So, take your and your preparations
And ram it up snout!"
"But I got the ball", he said
And it to the ligh
So I snatched it, all from him
And I showed him how to do it

I wrapped a newspaper 'round my
So I like I was deep
I said some mumbo-jumbo,
I him he was going to sleep
I his rings and pocketwatch
And else I found
I had sucker hypnotized
He even make a sound
I proceeded to tell him his future,
As long as he was hanging
I said "The price of meat has gone up
And your old lady has just down!"

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