Jackolantern's Weather Lyrics - 311 - 311

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 rhymin's what I'm better for 

When I describe I'm a scribe with a metaphor 

I use a simile lightly 'cause that shit's played 

The common way most rhymes 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 traveled become unraveled 

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, right 

The kid is smart the kid is clever 

Stompin' in jack-o-lantern's weather 

Backpack strapped 'cause 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 plays it mellow 

While maple leaves change into yellow 

And oh shit damn homey at it again 

Tryin' to beat my high score since the age of ten 

See my high score flashes on the back glass 

I was malcontented Doug in gifted class 

Now here's the deal we came to heal we gonna rock it in Rio 

Oh no it's not a joke it's how we feel 

Put to test like a Sugar Ray scientist, come on 

I'm always dancin' 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 

The kid is smart the kid is clever 

Stompin' in jack-o-lantern's weather 

Backpack strapped 'cause 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 plays it mellow 

While maple leaves change into yellow 

I'm like hey (hey), wait a minute 

Give a check one two then I'm ready to begin it 

With a boom boom bap coming outta your trunkies 

Give a fat shout out to the Phunk Junkeez 

Stricken 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 

'Cause 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