Luyện nghe bài hát Jack Frost

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

I'm trippled down rain gear.
Dumping on flying deer
And that overweight queer the red and white sleeping apparrel.
Sliding down the chimneys, but staring down double barrel.
I'm putting on alphabet-i-cal 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 winters, so concoct the con-tender.
I'm make a nigga agenda.
Change gender. men ta
Feminine. Women in genetalia.
Seasons beatings il the Saturnalia.
Ain't no competing. all persons in paraphenalia.
Compel me to the aroma.
"I smell.. I smell.. I PUSSY!!!"
My nigga could use some heart like a organ donor.
And conflict? Whenever you plan it, I'm a it like the equator.
My Sanskrit box n' liquid strike the mics colder than polar.
I'm like "Wonder Twins Activate!": in the form of icy boulder.
Missed sister. Fool, I'll make your scrotum blister.
Fool, if you to be the man then I'm a hit ya
Like Mixler: the ideal.
I'm the rhyming Simon Phoenix with "murder, death, kill."
You got me all fucked up. I'm the flow-man.
Kiss ya ass goodbye. record deal was standing under missle toe.
And!! I'm Mandingo. My cultural experiences doesn't include
Kringle.
Satano, sorry: Santa.
It continues to be a mind
When black people be picking shit off the
and eating it a toddler.
I the gift like Kwanzaa.
That is pagan. 626 like Mazda
And a billion bucks of
That's bringing up the in the gross national product.
I guaduct. My avalanches expressions
And from papas and mama'sC-section.
Before nore contraception conception.
The only was the emaculate deception.
Cause contrary to what my bereaved believes,
Jesus was by a mitocondria weave.
I gagreen when I slang these below zero,
So niggaz better more "Heat" than Al Pacino and Robert De Niro.

Jack Frost nipping at nose
(sample of Nat Cole)

State Waaaarrriioooors, come out to pllllaaayyyyyyyy!

Ha haaaaa! Yo. Yes, Yes, Yes.

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

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

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