Luyện nghe bài hát God Mode

Yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
Yeah, yeah, yeah,
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 call a
Yeah, boy, was a rap fan, but the rappers here be trash as
Saw THC up in a mag, that's a motherfucking hashtag
Honestly, I'll kick ya nuts, you won't ever be granddad
Then I'll ya fucking spine, yo, that's the definition of Snapback
Working, I'm never not busy, attitude, yo, I get off 50
You wanna get it on with me, you could be Kobe's last game and you'll never drop
You dropping this
a eunuch, homie, no topping this
Whether battling or a song I did they keep it like they wanna bit
Yo, they need to that I'm adamant, it ain't arrogance, yo, it's confidence
I'm a nice bloke, ain't it obvious? But in god mode, I'm on top a
But at my shows I sell tix and ain't talking 'bout where is
(Goddamn) You dunno what the roster is, and I ain't talking a gab, but I got a gift
And getting off the piss and off the and off the sniff made me wanna jump off a cliff
Say no when I'm offered pip, better than ever whenever off the
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 to go chat now
If someone's turning lights off all I say is I blacked out
They mustn't know who raised me or the circles that I rapped
Those same dudes who me you should see the circles I wrapped round
These years been a big blur, in poor form, but I'm back now
My arm says keep evolving and I'm the level the way I rap, now
See the game gonna back out, when I stood up, homie, yo, they sat down
Every single thing that I wanna happen, yo, it's gonna happen 'cause mapped out
Couldn't write with a crown on so I got it in my lap now
If you wanna do it we can get into it, but I guarantee you're tap out
In a battle they say 3 won, the way that all the votes go
All I'm hearing though, "3.6., is it to get a photo?"
Of it is, you don't need to ask, but listen up because I'm so close
Said three-one-three-six, that's my old if you don't know
from hanging out at Eastland (Hanging out at Eastland)
To a massive house on the beach end (To a massive on the beach end)
I ain't bragging 'bout my achievements, I'm saying can achieve 'em
If you got a passion you believe in, if you wanna it you can reach it
Just dream big (Get to it) Yo, obvious I been to hell and back
I'ma the world where Melbourne at, this is my city, I'ma tell 'em that
(Where the at?) Don't tell 'em that, they're like "Why's this not a album track?"
All the shit I have held it back, but doesn't matter, I got hella raps
No swagger jacking, 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 making fellas sad, a telepath I can tell you that
I can tell you're mad 'cause I'm with a girl is hella bad and you jealous as
She make more money than me, she make more than me, yeah, she a boss bitch
Even on she was a money machine, there ain't no off switch
You a germ, man that they gassing up, but no
Get 'em jumping 'round goth chicks in mosh pits at them rock
Never mind, yo, I got this, 60 been robbed, bitch
'Cause growing up in that Ringwood, boy, learned to hide my 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 hits and then got rich, hitting 'em up with that bomb (Boom)
Understand when that bomb hits you'll be breathing it in like bong rip
If it's not 6 in your top pick then that getting top split
Yeah, it's opinion, but it's wrong, bitch, this is god shit