Luyện nghe bài hát Oof

1]

So rap gods, who believe 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 don't say much (nah)
locked but without love (aw)
I bad y'all be lackin' touch
Nobody you, cactus (yikes)
Bitch, I to battle wit a noose
Dami got a sporadic, y'all in a loop
I cop a dollar and put it to better use
Than who blowin' m's
The music you wanna mute, a cinema views
Havana without Camila, a pillar without a
I be Attila whenever I'm in the booth
I'm on the loose
Makin' ya a stray
is you gonna do? Hoe
Ya ass gettin' jumped a car battery
Makin' stacks like my job in a Jenga
Turnin' ash, any track I'm not abandoning
You can play it back, bent down, it'll hit you again,
Right now, go
Yo girl ridin', no saddle, you don't
I can make y'all split up like I'm Frank
Flow wetter her—

Oof
We're gonna take a timeout real

2]

Look, I don't mean to gag vibe but
around, it's just you and I so
Gonna be real an attempt to fit in (fuck)
Oof, oh sweet listener, to 4th wall
My whole vision, I pray it ain't
at night, met by mornin' to fizzle out
Oof, this is between us only, you
The don't know me
No me who believes those things I said-I through
whole 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, just you listen up while all distracted
This ain't magic, this all a
I'm reacting to my own how, egotistic, so insistent
I'm just compensating for the word I whack
I just have different approach, I don't know if it though
I really rather do that, what I did in the begin...ing

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

3]

I do have a
I believe in rap gods mentioned
If they in a loop, loop gold
A dollar dirt to that kinda dough,
I'm just perspective
full and Havana still exists
Without songs to popularize
Stray are monuments, oof
My money more like a of Jenga that ended
Or, yet, before
But they're credit cards, and overcharged
too large, 'bout to crumble over me, oof
I ain't no tracks
Rollin' in no ash, no cat
in no masses, no one feelin me, cactus
Oof, no, I goin Attila
I'd call it a booth, a curtain in the corner of the room
Actin' like it's a villa, and I'm a villain
I ain't, standin' there killin' a
Thinkin' they'll know it's a facade, I need job
A chair to upon if all this 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, don't know, landfill
Full of skill, of meals
Buffet of deals, oh no, goddamn
You ain't ask for this, all this baggage
I'm sorry, friend
We'll get back to it, tell no one

4]

Uh

Where we?
Oh

Uh, my flow than yo bitches pants
Y'all teetering, sheep, take a stance
Bars cold, they could be sold Bob Vance
Like Elsa, freeze lands, all fuckin' stans, my god
You in a hole, you plans
Some odd jobs and maybe
You're weak, I'm
You peaked and still ain't
record leaked and yet no one gives a fuck, man

You actin' hard, it's a

Like wool to asphalt, you

Bitch, I'm the souls of rap

Oof