Luyện nghe bài hát Jackolantern's Weather

Well, I beat a bad rap when I a soul trap
Just trippin' and at the crap
Dap is I get the best skins that I hit
You we rock the fuckin' joint and we split

Singin' an ryhmin's, what I'm for
When I describe I'm a with a metaphor
I use a simile lightly 'cuz shits played
The common way rhymes are made, ya know

I rock like this, I like that
But all those comparisons are just
Kickin' different styles, be right here
Today, tomorrow, next week and year

I say what I feel and that is a promise
Nothing in life is above being
Sauna is compared to being on stage
But that's how it's gotta go in the age

The fame in my game, I rapture
Like a polished I'll make it shine for sure
Word is that traveled, become unraveled
I been around the world baby, an apple

be your boogie man rather than son-of-Sam
What I am is I am
we don't have too long to love a day a night
We only love who love us right back

The kid is the kid is clever
Stompin' in weather
Backpack strapped the world is cold
Headphones don't ya know

The kid is the kid is clever
in Jackolatern's weather
Rocks his hood and playes it
While maple leaves into yellow

And oh shit damn honey at it
Tryin' to beat my high since the age of ten
See my high score on the back glass
I was doug in gifted class

Now here's the deal we to heal we gonna rock in rio
Oh no, not a joke it's how we feel
Put to test a Sugar Ray scientist
I'm dancing in my Sunday best

I'm betting on my bliss and my path is see
The microphone is and I'm rockin' my body
Smooth like Reggie Miller in an freeze frame
Funky like the Kung-fu can put you to shame

The kid is smart the kid is
Stompin' in Jackolantern's
Backpack strapped 'cuz the world is
Headphones pumpin' ya know

The kid is smart the kid is
Stompin' in weather
Rocks his and playes it mellow
maple leaves change into yellow

I'm hey, wait a minute
a check on two then I'm ready to begin it
With a boom bap coming outta your trunkies
Give a fat shout out to the phunk

Striken like a cancer taken
But I love to see the girl windin' like the belly
Standin' up front a tight stomach showin'
Me on stage singin',

We just it live we just kickin' it live
if you can't kick it live you gonna die
'Fraid so punk so quit junk
You need a live show a ball player needs a dunk