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lirik lagu cosmic slop – redman

yeah, ’bout to fly that knot
redman, keith murray, erick sermon with the, cosmic slop
and we all pack glocks
word is bond, word is bond, f-ck around and get shot

as i flip, skip to the beat, on wax, and tax
i react with tons of macs, a ball, and some jumping jacks
flyin’ expert, puttin’ in work
no question, cosmic funk and weed session

like gangstarr, step up, it’s hard to earn
but i change up the mode, and blow up the globe
the bandit, spittin’ dialect, umm
catchin’ wreck umm, one, two, microphone check

attention p-ssenger’s
we’re on a non-central journey
to h-ll and beyond
funkadelic drop the bomb

i’m that type of n-gg- to give it to ya
my cosmic slop rules all blocks with funk maneuvers
my flow freeze the nile, the funk child splits the river
then i crush, like the bom-ba-zee was rushed, through my verbal l-st

i’m sp-ced out, i lost my mind on cloud 19
visine for eyes, when i blow alpines
dial 9, 0 0, for the hero of the weirdos
i hope my brain don’t bust, transform into a 7-11 slurpie slush

it’s the fly, my music will burn eyes, twice the chemical of clorox
then i do an autopse on four cops
when my jaws drop, ock, i fidget my nuts alot
got the two glocks, with oowops then bodies trace the chalk

i’m like an eclipse on a friday, the 13th
with black cats and haley’s comet, blazin’ blunts in my driveway
nostradamus predicted, for you funk fiends
that def squad will get the f-ckin’ cream like noxem, yeah

for those that remember pics and afros
platform shoes and bell-bottoms some got ’em
spaced out, way out, is what i’m talkin’ about
in the cosmic slop of the ghetto

with amazing manifestations, i dictate to nations
more cosmic funk innovations in my creation
this cosmic sick mic cylcicyst
mega segments, be sega, like genesis

i orbits the solar system, listenin’
guzzlin’, never sippin’, or slippin’ and sympin’ when the track is rippin’
i gotcha brain cells bendin’ and twistin’
man listen, i give your whole crew a -ss drenchin’

just for mentionin’, goin’ that route, runnin’ yo mouth
you get your head smacked off towards down south
and your crew too will be sp-ced out, way out, no doubt
y’all n-gg-z need to stop and get with this cosmic slop
cosmic slop, cosmic slop

and now, we program, we program
pop in the disk and who the h-ll is this?

- redman

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