Luyện nghe bài hát Oof

1]

So many rap gods, who in 'em?
I'm a rap atheist, I see them, who conceived 'em?
I'd like to take a trip in a DeLorean and slip a on the one
Y'all really say much (nah)
Lips but without love (aw)
I bad y'all be lackin' touch
feelin you, cactus (yikes)
Bitch, I came to battle wit a
got a flow sporadic, y'all in a loop
I cop a dollar and put it to better use
Than others who m's
The music you mute, a cinema lackin' views
Havana without Camila, a pillar a roof
I be goin' whenever I'm in the booth
I'm on the loose
Makin' ya bitch a
Fuck is you do? Hoe
Ya ass gettin' jumped a car battery
Makin' like my job in a Jenga factory
Turnin' ash, any track that I'm not
You can play it back, bent down, hit you again, paddling
Right now, go
Yo ridin', no saddle, you don't matter
I can make y'all split up like I'm Welker
Flow than her—

Oof
We're gonna take a real quick

2]

Look, I don't mean to gag vibe but
Lookin' around, just you and I so
Gonna be real this an to fit in (fuck)
Oof, oh sweet listener, fuck to 4th
My whole vision, I it ain't corny
Confident at night, met by mornin' to out
Oof, is between us only, only you
The others know me
No me who those things I said-I said through
That verse I just stopped, to be see-through, why? (why?)
It's apparent, I'm transparent, I talk a lot, I'm a
Got big mouth a toucan, got 'em all staring (woo)
So, you listen up while they're all distracted
ain't magic, this all a trick
I'm reacting to my own words how, egotistic, so
I'm just for the word I deem whack
I just have approach, I don't know if it works though
I would really do that, what I did in the begin...ing

Oh, don't know
And I can't it so pictures I've painted but
Oh, they know
And I know, that they
Oof

3]

I do have a
I believe in those rap mentioned
If they in a loop, loop gold
A dollar to that kinda dough, real
I'm just perspective
Theaters full and Havana exists
Without to popularize where
pillars are monuments, oof
My money more a game of Jenga that ended
Or, better yet,
But they're credit cards, and overcharged
Tower too large, 'bout to crumble me, oof
I ain't no tracks
in no ash, stealin' no cat
Reelin' in no masses, no one feelin me,
Oof, no, I ain't Attila
I'd hardly call it a booth, a curtain in the corner of the
Actin' like a villa, and like I'm a villain
I ain't, standin' there a soul
Thinkin' they'll know it's a facade, I need job
A chair to fall upon if all lands far and reach, I can't
And boxes me in, oof
Fuck it, I'm a kid
I could never still
I can grow, they know, landfill
Full of skill, of meals
Buffet full of deals, oh no,
You ain't never ask for this, all this
Fuck I'm sorry,
We'll get back to it, tell no one

4]

Uh

Where we?
Oh

Uh, my flow wetter yo bitches pants
Y'all keep teetering, sheep, take a
Bars cold, they could be from Bob Vance
Like Elsa, lands, they're all fuckin' stans, my god
You in a hole, you need
Some odd and maybe freelance
You're weak, I'm
You peaked and still seasoned
Your leaked and yet no one gives a fuck, man

You actin' hard, it's a

Like to asphalt, you lack

Bitch, I'm the dark of rap

Oof