Luyện nghe bài hát Space Hoes

I believe this, I get rid of those two evil maniacs
Trying to my show and I get two evil guests
Who are trying to my show
Feh, who came up with the stupid idea of giving
Space Ghost the talk in the first place?

How gave his own show to Tad Ghostal?
Any given second he could go mad
Stay wavin' that band space cannon
And had the nerve to jump in the face of Bannon

Punked out, he detonate it
Guess who just smothered whose credited editing it?
He molter, the cop out
And have no other choice, he dropped out

Since the Wayouts included Zorak
Way back he used to rub his in Borax
I'm not the one who him to it
If he won't admit it, I'm not gonna him to it

It's all and no hate though
For all that, he really need to get his own show
Do a monologue and jest with the
Madlib the beat and walk him to the desk

With Danger holding the control room
Late again returning from
I you Doom, early, hes on BPT
Catch him on public free TV

And we're back on the air with Brak, so,
How you're man got a show that's so wack?
you ever thought to work with Earl Ignignat and them?
Do you got enough from this toxic phlegm?

Another sec, his neck woulda flames
switch the screen to some hot dames
Tonights received big screen video games
And fifteen seconds of fame, pitiful aims, it's just a

Zoning, competing for the same prime time slot as
No, dummy, Ichigawa, announcement free to any stunt
Who lets me plow her in the for a hour, the kids supposed
To be sleeping or else join us like Road Runner, beep, beep

Later this Big Ben Klingon
After him there's no one else we could to bring on
Keep it and let 'em know B Y O B from the get go

I'd like to propose a toast to the grossest
Space ho's coast to coast that ray's a played out gag
And that cape and the pantsuit, like a straight out
.

Dag, don't mean to sound
Hit a honey the back and crumpled up her scrunchy
A light snack munchy
Felt a funny and then she told me, "Donkey, punch me"

Tomorrow is Guido Sarducci
Father MC and Charo, coochie
her new bestseller, who you call a Hoochie
Proud sponsor of the Boochie Noochies

Look Leela eyeball to and find out
How they get inside those sugar pie
Our next guest, a real cutie
And she's starting to get a little booty, Judy Jetson

So, Judy, boxers briefs or fig
As you I wear my boxers over my big
Cue the rapper, him to bring what little he got
Up against Villy, he's really not diddley squat until they head

When it come to wreck, cruisers like them
Are red off Star Trek, ke Kirk, he Spock, he McCoy
Been B-boy, you jerks first squeezed toys
Born to be the host with the most it's on it's on
ho's, coast to coast

You think I'm just gonna over my show to you?
Doom, have you lost your fucking
Listen, I'm not gonna hand my show to you
You know why? Because my show, mine, not yours

Space Ghost, it ain't Doom coast to
Yeah, yeah, sure, are the keys to the show
Why don't you for awhile?
Yeah, America's craving some Doom, you go