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 f**kin` 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 s**ts 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

The kid is smart the kid is clever
Stompin` in Jackolantern`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 Jackolatern`s weather
Rocks his hood and playes it mellow
While maple leaves change into yellow

And oh s**t 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 here`s 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

The kid is smart the kid is clever
Stompin` in Jackolantern`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 Jackolatern`s weather
Rocks his hood and playes it mellow
While maple leaves change into yellow

I`m like hey, wait a minute
Give a check on 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

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