311 Jackolantern's Weather
Well I beat a bad rap when I skip a soul trap
Just trippin and laughin at the crap
Dap is what I get the best skins that I hit
You know we rock the fuckin joint and we split
Singin an ryhmins what Im better for
When I describe Im a scribe with a metaphor
I use a simile lightly cuz that shits played
The common way most ryhmes are made, ya know
I rock like this I flow like that
But all those comparisons are just that
Kickin different styles Ill be right here
Today, tomorrow, next week and next year
I always say what I feel and that is a promise
Nothing in life is above being honest
Sauna is cool compared to being on stage
But thats how its gotta go in the stone age
The fame in my game I name rapture
Like a polished rock Ill make it shine for sure
Word is that Ive traveled become unraveled
I been around the world baby gimme an apple
Ill be your boogie man rather than son-of-sam
What I am is what I am
Though we dont have too long to love a day a night
We only love those who, love us right back
The kid is smart the kid is clever
Stompin in jack-o-lanterns weather
Backpack strapped cuz the world is cold
Headphones pumpin dont ya know
The kid is smart the kid is clever
Stompin in jack-o-laterns weather
Rocks his hood and plays it mellow
While maple leaves change into yellow
And oh shit damn honey at it again
Tryin to beat my high score since the age of ten
See my high score flash on the back glass
I was malcontented doug in gifted class
Now heres the deal we came to heal we gonna rock in rio
Oh no its not a joke its how we feel
Put to test like a sugar ray scientist
Im always dancing in my sunday best
Im betting on my bliss and my path is lit see
The microphone is live and Im rockin my body
Smooth like reggie miller in an airborne freeze frame
Funky like the kung-fu that can put you to shame
Chorus
Im like hey wait a minute
Give a check on two then Im ready to begin it
With a boom boom bap coming outta your trunkies
Give a fat shout out to the phunk junkeez
Striken like a cancer taken chances
But I love to see the girl windin like the belly dancer
Standin up front with a tight stomach showin
Me on stage singin, flowin
We just kickin it live we just kickin it live
cuz if you cant kick it live you gonna die
fraid so punk so quit talkin junk
You need a live show like a ball player needs a dunk