311 - Jackolantern's Weather Lyrics
Well I beat a bad rap when I skip a soul trapJust trippin and laughin at the crapDap is what I get the best skins that I hitYou know we rock the *****in joint and we splitSingin an ryhmins what Im better forWhen I describe Im a scribe with a metaphorI use a simile lightly cuz that shits playedThe common way most ryhmes are made, ya knowI rock like this I flow like thatBut all those comparisons are just thatKickin different styles Ill be right hereToday, tomorrow, next week and next yearI always say what I feel and that is a promiseNothing in life is above being honestSauna is cool compared to being on stageBut thats how its gotta go in the stone ageThe fame in my game I name raptureLike a polished rock Ill make it shine for sureWord is that Ive traveled become unraveledI been around the world baby gimme an appleIll be your boogie man rather than son-of-samWhat I am is what I amThough we dont have too long to love a day a nightWe only love those who, love us right backThe kid is smart the kid is cleverStompin in jack-o-lanterns weatherBackpack strapped cuz the world is coldHeadphones pumpin dont ya knowThe kid is smart the kid is cleverStompin in jack-o-laterns weatherRocks his hood and plays it mellowWhile maple leaves change into yellowAnd oh shit damn honey at it againTryin to beat my high score since the age of tenSee my high score flash on the back glassI was malcontented doug in gifted classNow heres the deal we came to heal we gonna rock in rioOh no its not a joke its how we feelPut to test like a sugar ray scientistIm always dancing in my sunday bestIm betting on my bliss and my path is lit seeThe microphone is live and Im rockin my bodySmooth like reggie miller in an airborne freeze frameFunky like the kung-fu that can put you to shameChorusIm like hey wait a minuteGive a check on two then Im ready to begin itWith a boom boom bap coming outta your trunkiesGive a fat shout out to the phunk junkeezStriken like a cancer taken chancesBut I love to see the girl windin like the belly dancerStandin up front with a tight stomach showinMe on stage singin, flowinWe just kickin it live we just kickin it livecuz if you cant kick it live you gonna diefraid so punk so quit talkin junkYou need a live show like a ball player needs a dunk
