Luyện nghe bài hát God Mode

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Oi, you a chat lad who chat, lad, yap yap for a lap dance
You a snitch though with ya backpack, that is what I a ratbag
Yeah, boy, was a rap fan, but the rappers here they be as
Saw THC up in a graf mag, a motherfucking hashtag
Honestly, I'll kick ya nuts, you won't ever be granddad
Then I'll break ya fucking spine, yo, that's the definition of
Working, I'm not busy, this attitude, yo, I get off 50
You wanna get it on with me, you could be last game and you'll never drop sixty
You ain't dropping
Like a eunuch, homie, no this
battling or a song I did they keep yapping it like they wanna bit
Yo, they need to that I'm adamant, it ain't arrogance, yo, it's confidence
I'm a bloke, ain't it obvious? But in god mode, I'm on top a this
But at my shows I sell tix and ain't talking where Boston is
(Goddamn) You dunno what the roster is, and I ain't 'bout a gab, but I got a gift
And getting off the piss and off the piff and off the sniff made me jump off a cliff
Say no when I'm pip, better than ever whenever off the shit
I don't care for problem, I dodge 'em, you can get ya mug shot tryna rob the kid
Won't back down, ain't the type to go now
If someone's turning their lights off all I say is I out
They mustn't know who raised me or the circles that I 'round
Those same dudes who raised me you should see the circles I wrapped
These past years been a big blur, in poor form, but I'm now
My arm keep evolving and I'm upping the level the way I rap, now
See the whole game gonna back out, I stood up, homie, yo, they sat down
Every thing that I wanna happen, yo, it's gonna happen 'cause it's mapped out
Couldn't write with a on so I got it sitting in my lap now
If you wanna do it we can get into it, but I guarantee gonna tap out
In a battle they say 3 won, the way that all the votes go
All I'm though, "3.6., is it cool to get a photo?"
Of course it is, you don't need to ask, but listen up I'm so close
Said three-one-three-six, that's my old if you don't know
Went from hanging out at (Hanging out at Eastland)
To a massive house on the beach end (To a house on the beach end)
I ain't bragging 'bout my achievements, I'm saying can achieve 'em
If you got a you believe in, if you wanna have it you can reach it
Just dream big (Get to it) Yo, it's obvious I been to hell and
I'ma show the world where Melbourne at, is my city, I'ma tell 'em that
(Where the album at?) Don't tell 'em that, like "Why's this not a album track?"
All the best shit I have held it back, but doesn't matter, I got hella
No jacking, they just yell on tracks, everybody here can tell I'm back
I'm on top you dropped off, now you in the middle like where Malcolm at
I can see I'm fellas sad, like a telepath I can tell you that
I can tell you're mad I'm with a girl that is hella bad and you jealous as
She make more money than me, she make more money me, yeah, she a boss bitch
Even on holiday she was a money machine, there no off switch
You a germ, man that gassing up, but no Auschwitz
Get 'em 'round goth chicks in mosh pits at them rock gigs
Never mind, yo, I got this, 60 been robbed, bitch
'Cause growing up in Ringwood, boy, learned to hide my money where my sock is
Better get it, yo, you're not this, the country of the convicts
I was living gritty, skiddies, but this mini little city's where my squad is (Squad)
Dropped and then got rich, hitting 'em up with that bomb shit (Boom)
Understand when bomb hits you'll be breathing it in like that bong rip
If it's not 6 in your top pick then that topic getting top
Yeah, your opinion, but it's wrong, bitch, this is god shit