Luyện nghe bài hát Jack Frost

(4x) Jack Frost nipping at nose
(sample of Nat Cole)

I'm sporting trippled down gear.
Dumping on rain deer
And that overweight queer the red and white sleeping apparrel.
Sliding down the chimneys, but staring down this barrel.
I'm putting Santa on med-i-cal.
It's of the fittest, as the milineum approaches.
By the only existing life on Earth is real niggaz and roaches.
But see,
I'm colder than nuclear winters, so the con-tender.
I'm make a change agenda.
gender. Change men ta
Feminine. Women in genetalia.
Seasons beatings il the Saturnalia.
Ain't no competing. Defeating all in paraphenalia.
Compel me to the aroma.
"I smell.. I smell.. I PUSSY!!!"
My nigga could use some heart like a organ donor.
And Whenever you plan it, I'm a split it like the equator.
My Sanskrit box n' liquid nitrogen the mics colder than polar.
I'm like "Wonder Twins Activate!": in the form of icy boulder.
Missed assist sister. Fool, I'll your scrotum blister.
Fool, if you ready to be the man I'm a hit ya
Like Baul the ideal.
I'm the rhyming Phoenix with that "murder, death, kill."
You got me all up. I'm the abominable flow-man.
Kiss ya ass goodbye. Your record deal was standing missle toe.
And!! I'm Mandingo. My cultural doesn't include Kris
Kringle.
Satano, sorry: Santa.
It continues to be a boggler
black people be picking shit off the ground
and it like a toddler.
I shoot the like Kwanzaa.
That holiday is pagan. 626 like
And a bucks of fuck
bringing up the slack in the gross national product.
I guaduct. My mind expressions
And papas erection and mama'sC-section.
Before nore contraception conception.
The exception was the emaculate deception.
Cause to what my bereaved mother believes,
was concieved by a mitocondria weave.
I leave when I slang these below zero,
So better bring more "Heat" than Al Pacino and Robert De Niro.

Jack Frost nipping at your
(sample of Nat Cole)

Gollllden Waaaarrriioooors, come out to pllllaaayyyyyyyy!

Ha haaaaa! Yo. Yes, Yes, Yes.

goes out, you know, to the West Coast,
All my niggaz on the Coast,
All my niggaz down South, you know what I'm saying. All phat Dj's,

All the heads, and all them bitch ass niggaz, you know I'm saying.

(DJ Scratching Nas sample from "It Ain't Hard to Tell)
"I'll leave them like heroine in ya nose"