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
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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