Luyện nghe bài hát Who Needs Actions When You Got Words

When trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready
Put my up, ready to fight
But I ain't gotta put my fists up time
Who actions when you got, you got words?

And I ain't gotta pull the heat here we go
I gotta lose my head like years ago
Who needs

Who needs actions when you got
That ain't afraid to get
It's just that I hit when I spit on the verse
'Coz I'm a sick spitter, spit so that it hurts
So sick of spittin' I can even in reverse

Still you can step up to my face if the way that you feel
Throw a punch, throw one back an show you one for real
Lost a lot of so-called mates I signed this record deal

One more wanker bringin' hate won't matter now I'm bills
No stayin' still for a giro
Feelin' so frustrated I stab someone in the eye with a biro
Havin' to drive slow time I see the 5 0
'Coz there's a nine bar of skunk in my trunk an lipo

Used to shot the grade pen
So I'm used to that beg for scraps
And cat crack don't make sense
Kai was true due even you go to great lengths
I see through you glass and fake friends

When comes knockin' I'll be ready alright
Put my up ready to fight
But I gotta put my fists up every time
Who needs actions you got, you got words?

And I ain't gotta pull the heat like we go
I gotta lose my head like years ago

Sticks and break bones but what I say'll hurt you worse
Leavin' you feelin' dead an' buried like you're six feet under
And if speaker louder than words
How come I hear you but I never see you burst

You just vex 'coz you just wish you Ariah
You can't mix with any for your set like I can
Pick up a mic hand, set the crowd man
Shine so fuckin' brightly they think it's day when night man

right, man, you can't deny I've got talent
It's jealousy, you only 'coz you haven't
The I blow, the more you hate me wiv a passion
Now they press on my dick an people me like fashion

Well, I don't believe the hype, well that's all it is an nuttin'
But I don't need the hype the words are right to sell
'Coz the words are written from the heart why they're felt
And you'll be eatin' yours, an are flyin' off the shelf

When trouble comes I'll be ready alright
Put my fists up, to fight
But I ain't put my fists up every time
Who needs when you got, you got words?

And I ain't gotta pull the heat here we go
I ain't gotta my head like years ago

I'd rather merk mans lyrically, them wiv spit from my tongue
Than goin' on a killin' spree and life on the run
if sometimes I do feel like gettin' a gun
And runnin' up on everyone who me from day one

But what's the in that? It's ironic where the point be at
Haters from the heart, still the head is I point the gat
Imagine how your face looks as I cock it
Pull the trigger, imagine how your face after that

But it ain't it, bro, hey yo, I ain't thick
Even though I hear it teens say it too much, it makes me
Come across so many fools don't make me wanna
I won't ruin my career because you said some shit

I'll dead you quick, on the mics if you on beefin'
Think you're gettin' to me, na you ain't even
I'm a leave it so I maintain a balance
And you mean to me that's poor balance

When comes knockin' I'll be ready alright
Put my fists, up ready to
But I ain't gotta put my fists up time
Who needs actions you got, you got words?

And I ain't gotta pull the heat here we go
I ain't gotta my head like years ago
Who needs actions you got, you got words?

You got, you got, you got, you, you got
You got, you got, you got
Who actions when you got, you got words?

You got, you got, you got, you, you got
You got, you got, you got
Who needs actions when you got