Luyện nghe bài hát Jackolantern's Weather

Well, I beat a bad rap I skip a soul trap
trippin' and laughin' at the crap
Dap is what I get the skins that I hit
You know we 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 'cuz that shits played
The common way most rhymes are made, ya

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

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

The fame in my game, I rapture
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

I'll be your 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 those who us right back

The kid is the kid is clever
in Jackolantern's weather
Backpack strapped 'cuz the world is
Headphones pumpin' don't ya

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

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

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

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

The kid is the kid is clever
Stompin' in Jackolantern's
Backpack strapped 'cuz the world is
Headphones pumpin' don't ya

The kid is smart the kid is
in Jackolatern's weather
Rocks his hood and 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 boom bap outta your trunkies
Give a fat shout out to the junkeez

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

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