Luyện nghe bài hát Jack Frost

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

I'm sporting trippled down gear.
on flying rain deer
And that overweight queer with the red and sleeping apparrel.
Sliding down the chimneys, but staring down double barrel.
I'm putting on alphabet-i-cal med-i-cal.
survival of the fittest, as the milineum approaches.
By then the existing life on Earth is real niggaz and roaches.
But see,
I'm than nuclear winters, so concoct the con-tender.
I'm make a nigga agenda.
Change gender. men ta
Feminine. Women in genetalia.
beatings il the next Saturnalia.
Ain't no competing. all persons in paraphenalia.
me to inhale the aroma.
"I smell.. I smell.. I PUSSY!!!"
My nigga could use some heart a fucking organ donor.
And conflict? Whenever you plan it, I'm a it like the equator.
My Sanskrit box n' nitrogen strike 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 Simon with that "murder, death, kill."
You got me all fucked up. I'm the flow-man.
Kiss ya ass goodbye. Your deal was standing under missle toe.
And!! I'm Mandingo. My cultural doesn't include Kris
Kringle.
Satano, sorry: Santa.
It continues to be a mind
When people be picking shit off the ground
and it like a toddler.
I the gift like Kwanzaa.
That is pagan. 626 like Mazda
And a billion of fuck
bringing up the slack in the gross national product.
I guaduct. My mind avalanches
And papas erection and mama'sC-section.
nore plant contraception conception.
The exception was the emaculate deception.
Cause contrary to my bereaved mother believes,
was concieved by a mitocondria weave.
I leave gagreen I slang these below zero,
So niggaz bring more "Heat" than Al Pacino and Robert De Niro.

Jack nipping at your nose
(sample of Nat Cole)

Gollllden State Waaaarrriioooors, out to pllllaaayyyyyyyy!

Ha haaaaa! Yo. Yes, Yes, Yes.

This goes out, you know, to the Coast,
All my on the East 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 Rhethmatic Scratching Nas sample "It Ain't Hard to Tell)
"I'll leave them froze like in ya nose"