Luyện nghe bài hát Weededed

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

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

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

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

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 don't have to a blunt to get pepped up

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

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

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

'Cuz we weededed, yo, an MC who gets
Every time you say a freestyle, you must be
I never needed it, I have to smoke a blunt to get pepped up
Ask yourself when you weededed, are you an MC who gets
Only a true MC, unless your ass is weededed, I never it

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

Yes, yes, I'm
This is a mind state most wack be in
Thinking they can smoke a blunt and become an MC
The way I see you'll see things clearly
Making quotes like Lootpack rocks

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

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

Bacause I'm weededed, are you an MC who weededed?
Every time you say a freestyle, you be weededed
I needed it, I don't have to smoke a blunt to get pepped up
Ask yourself one time when you

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