Luyện nghe bài hát Weededed

My new years resolution, persist to end all wack MC
To MC's in half, their rhymes be like illusion
My conclusion Lootpack's the group that Likwit Fusion
Brothers mic check 1 but can't get 2's

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

Some old lyrical, my rhymes be physical
metaphorical, my style's historical
It's better for a cool brother to say he saw me in an

I hear wack rumors but yo, hard to cool Wild Child down
I don't clown, I come forth kicking that Lootpack sound
I give props with my Likwit Crew MC's I with
I unlock styles locksmith

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

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

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

It's not my fault when I come with hip hop my heart
I get pissed when wack MC's up and test my art
to CDP Crew's, East, West respect
My style or I'ma get tape and push eject

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

Hello, hey yo, hey yo, hey yo, Mr.
Yes that's my name, son, what's the
through to my studio so you can enhance my verb
All right chill with me, lounge with me, make tight
Now, been 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 you'll see things clearly
Making quotes like Lootpack yearly

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

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

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

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