311 - Jackolantern's Weather lyrics

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 ryhmin`s what i`m better for

When i describe i`m 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 i`ll 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 that`s how it`s gotta go in the stone age

The fame in my game i name rapture

Like a polished rock i`ll make it shine for sure

Word is that i`ve travelled become unravelled

I been around the world baby gimme an apple

I`ll be your boogie man rather than son-of-sam

What i am is what i am

Though we don`t 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-lantern`s weather

Backpack strapped `cuz the world is cold

Headphones pumpin` don`t ya know

The kid is smart the kid is clever

Stompin` in jack-o-latern`s weather

Rocks his hood and playes 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 it`s not a joke it`s how we feel

Put to test like a sugar ray scientist

I`m always dancing in my sunday best

I`m betting on my bliss and my path is lit` see

The microphone is live and i`m rockin` my body

Smooth like reggie miller in an airborne freeze frame

Funky like the kung-fu that can put you to shame

CHORUS

I`m like hey wait a minute

Give a check on two then i` 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 can`t 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