Luyện nghe bài hát Oof

1]

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

Oof
We're gonna take a timeout real

2]

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

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

3]

I do have a
I believe in rap gods mentioned
If in a loop, that loop gold
A dirt to that kinda dough, real
I'm just perspective
full and Havana still exists
Without songs to where
pillars are monuments, oof
My money more like a game of Jenga that
Or, yet, before
But they're credit cards, and overcharged
Tower too large, 'bout to over me, oof
I burnin' no tracks
in no ash, stealin' no cat
Reelin' in no masses, no one me, cactus
Oof, no, I ain't goin
I'd hardly call it a booth, a in the corner of the room
Actin' it's a villa, and like I'm a villain
I ain't, there killin' a soul
they'll know it's a facade, I need another job
A chair to fall if all this lands far and reach, I can't
And boxes me in, oof
Fuck it, I'm a kid
I could never stand
I can grow, don't know, landfill
Full of skill, of meals
Buffet full of deals, oh no,
You ain't never ask for this, all this
I'm sorry, friend
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 sold Bob Vance
Like Elsa, freeze lands, all fuckin' stans, my god
You in a hole, you plans
Some odd jobs and freelance
weak, I'm He-Man
You and still ain't seasoned
Your record leaked and yet no one a fuck, man

You actin' hard, it's a

Like wool to asphalt, you

Bitch, I'm the souls of rap

Oof