Luyện nghe bài hát Jackolantern's Weather

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

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

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

I always say I feel and that is a promise
Nothing in life is being honest
Sauna is cool compared to being on
But that's how gotta go in the stone age

The fame in my game, I name
Like a polished rock I'll make it shine for
Word is that I've traveled, become
I been around the baby, gimme an apple

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

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

The kid is the kid is clever
Stompin' in Jackolatern's
his hood and playes it mellow
While maple leaves change yellow

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

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

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

The kid is smart the kid is
Stompin' in weather
Backpack strapped 'cuz the world is
pumpin' don't ya know

The kid is smart the kid is
Stompin' in Jackolatern's
Rocks his hood and playes it
While maple leaves change yellow

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

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

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