Luyện nghe bài hát Weededed

My new years resolution, to end all wack MC confusion
To break MC's in half, their be like illusion
My conclusion Lootpack's the group cause Likwit Fusion
Brothers mic check 1 but get with 2's

And I take of the treble embrace the bass
And grab a hold of the steel and come face to
Silly mortals coming through yabbin' at the lip
if their ass was Asian, they still couldn't flip

Some old lyrical, my spiritual be physical
Kickin' metaphorical, my historical
It's for a cool brother to say he saw me in an article

I wack rumors but yo, it's hard to cool Wild Child down
I don't clown, I just come forth kicking that sound
I give with my Likwit Crew MC's I rock with
I unlock styles like

am I weededed, I don't have to smoke, yeah, weededed
Every time you say a freestyle, you be weededed
I never needed it, I have to smoke a blunt to get pepped up

First off, set it off to wreck ya band
The only smoke you ever see, Wild Child get be hand
ignored non-freestylin' MC's, they get me bored
My exhibit shows I'm the dyslexic Lord

Wild Child, to most people as Cracker Jack
Your style got no like licorice that be black
I'm offending I start bending men
forth with 100 percent adrenaline

It's not my fault when I come with hip hop from my
I get pissed when wack MC's step up and my art
Props to CDP Crew's, East, respect
My style or get your tape and push eject

'Cuz we weededed, yo, an MC who weededed
Every time you say a freestyle, you be weededed
I never needed it, I don't have to smoke a to get pepped up
Ask yourself when you weededed, are you an MC who gets
Only a true MC, your ass is weededed, I never needed it

Hello, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, Mr.
Yes that's my name, son, what's the
Come through to my studio so you can my verb
All chill with me, lounge with me, make rhymes tight
Now, you've rapping for a week?

Yes, yes, I'm
This is a state most wack MC's be in
Thinking they can smoke a blunt once and an MC
The way I see things see things clearly
Making quotes like rocks yearly

Mr. Herb, yes, I your opinion, my mind's a blur
Hey yo, smoke with me and I'll make rhyme's slur
that? I'll call my homeboy, his nickname's Sherm
He'll fill you in, before you know your memory's term

And you'll be like, I can crunch any
And I have the illest of munchies so please keep, right
Doing what you're doin', my vocalision
The only time I see you is with vision

Bacause I'm weededed, are you an MC who gets
Every time you say a freestyle, you must be
I never needed it, I don't to smoke a blunt to get pepped up
Ask one time when you weededed

All you wack who get weededed
Every you say a freestyle, you be weededed
I never needed it, I don't have to a blunt to get pepped up