Luyện nghe bài hát Godspeed

Kingdom!
From day on
I will never, force, anything
anybody's throat
Now before I start
I'mma in a language
That the
Will

Niggas see me
They know Tech the best at the rhymin'
Yeah, but ain't buyin'
Strange flyin'
We steady
I'm still a man
I get a band
I do Summer Jam
Woah!
Tecca milla'
Kansas Killa'
up!

Bubblin' up it because a nigga be gassin'
Enemy that I'm ready for action
No matter the money we go dummy, I'm wit' it so nigga whats happenin'
I feel comin' and do it with passion
Whenever I'm in the I'm real as ramen and juicy juice
And the vomit induced when the been poop
Regroup and spin shit
Learnin' level of linguistics
Lot of you who lose it love limp bizkits
And I am
shine a star of Donnie to the people like "fuck this nigga"
Soundin' as Farrakhan
Never can raise the bar me
I am on par omni
Kill every in sight before the light say Habari Gani
Longevity, haters don't credit me
When I'm steadily reachin' people like mom said be
yawn heavily, like they be gone medically
When I'm on this bitch industry like Ron Jeremy
This song's therapy, strong genetically, bomb palms red if he's
Here to denouncin' The pedigree
I'm a 'gnac
a black penis
I can act
I'm a rap genius
Keepin' 'em crack
Praise K.O.D.
For blowin' up himself like his name was Aziz
No kryptonite, be Superman, makin' Zod leave
Thinkin' you're gonna do better, you're the odd trees
(Godspeed)

know us
We ain't say it
They know can't hold us
'cause the flow screams
Inner city
Ain't no from the shoulder
Strikin' like a
(Kansas City!)
Lightin' up the
We gonna blow just like I ya
Steady mo' green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!
up!

Low IQ listeners bashin'
Lightweight me flashin'
I don't think they ready for the murder for the
MMM chopping 'em up in pieces in a wicked fashion
Not a nigga left, why you triggered
From the spitta, fought a bigger Tech
How ya that
How ya gonna test a
Shoulda' stayed behind the
The God does to who's talking fucking bologna (bologna)
About who the best, from my the threat
From to Budapest, this how you shoot the Tec
I'mma be ripping you never be up and ahead of me
'Cause I'mma shooter, do ya through neck
Shake it it open make a milli' man I did it and I blew the check
For sake
This music is gleamin', but because all of the streamin' will never cake
Good thing we get our piece late, we straight
Seven this beats great, shoulda' probably did it with Ape
This is for the
Kansas City livers paper to the ceilin'
And fuck how feelin'
If they hate the way we 'cause we really make a killin'
your broad leave
'Cause she diggin' me and my we get it open like five keys
Knock it out the Ali's, but to you she was a raw tease
Not another soul will rock it the K.O.D. breathes
(Godspeed)

Everybody us
We gotta say it
They can't nobody hold us
Maybe the flow screams
Inner killa
Ain't no coming from the
Strikin' a cobra
(Kansas City!)
Lightin' up the
We blow just like I told ya'
getting mo' green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!

Ooh,
If you you're brave enough then come and try me!
I kill everything in
hate that the number one is related
To the
favorite
That made it, rippin' up stages
And it everything in pages
And real amazing wages
eight did with Travis
Integrated now as the hits
right nigga!
We came up the gutter
To lots of butter, I put on Uncle Ike nigga!
to Carlton and Maudie, N9ne was born!
Now everybody on the gonna have their eye on
The Storm!