Luyện nghe bài hát Weededed

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's not my when I come with hip hop from my heart
I get pissed when wack MC's up and test 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 gets
Every time you say a freestyle, you must be
I needed it, I don't have to smoke a blunt to get pepped up
Ask yourself you weededed, are you an MC who gets weededed?
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 right chill me, lounge with me, make rhymes tight
Now, been rapping for a week?

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

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

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

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

All you wack MC's who get
Every time you say a freestyle, you be
I needed it, I don't have to smoke a blunt to get pepped up