Luyện nghe bài hát God Mode

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Oi, you a chat lad who would chat, lad, yap yap for a lap
You a snitch though with ya backpack, that is what I call a
Yeah, boy, was a rap fan, but the rappers they be trash as
Saw THC up in a graf mag, a motherfucking hashtag
Honestly, I'll kick ya nuts, you won't ever be granddad
Then break 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 drop sixty
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 to know that I'm adamant, it ain't arrogance, yo, it's confidence
I'm a nice bloke, ain't it But in god mode, I'm on top a this
But at my shows I sell tix and ain't talking 'bout Boston is
(Goddamn) You dunno what the is, and I ain't talking 'bout a gab, but I got a gift
And getting off the piss and off the piff and off the sniff made me wanna jump off a
Say no when I'm offered pip, better ever whenever off the shit
I don't for your problem, I dodge 'em, you can get ya mug shot tryna rob the kid
Won't back down, the type to go chat now
If someone's turning their lights off all I say is I out
They mustn't who raised me or the circles that I rapped 'round
Those same dudes who raised me you see the circles I wrapped round
These years been a big blur, in poor form, but I'm back now
My arm says evolving and I'm upping the level the way I rap, now
See the whole game gonna back out, when I stood up, homie, yo, they sat
Every single thing that I wanna happen, yo, it's happen 'cause it's mapped out
Couldn't write a crown on so I got it sitting 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, that's the way that all the go
All I'm hearing though, "3.6., is it to get a photo?"
Of course it is, you don't need to ask, but up because I'm so close
Said three-one-three-six, that's my old postcode if you don't
from hanging out at Eastland (Hanging out at Eastland)
To a massive on the beach end (To a massive house on the beach end)
I ain't bragging my achievements, I'm saying anybody 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, it's obvious I to hell and back
I'ma show the world where at, this 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 raps
No swagger jacking, they just yell on tracks, everybody can tell I'm back
I'm on top 'cause you dropped off, now you in the middle where Malcolm at
I can see I'm making fellas sad, like a telepath I can you that
I can tell you're mad I'm with a girl that is hella bad and you jealous as
She more money than me, she make more money than me, yeah, she a boss bitch
Even on holiday she was a money machine, ain't no off switch
You a germ, man that they up, but no Auschwitz
Get 'em jumping 'round goth chicks in pits at them rock gigs
Never mind, yo, I got this, 60 been robbed, bitch
growing up in that Ringwood, boy, learned to hide my money where my sock is
Better get it, yo, you're not this, from the country of the
I was living gritty, hitting skiddies, but this mini little city's where my is (Squad)
Dropped hits and then got rich, hitting 'em up with 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 topic getting top split
Yeah, it's your opinion, but it's wrong, bitch, this is god