Luyện nghe bài hát Who Needs Actions When You Got Words

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

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

Who needs actions you got words
That ain't afraid to get
just that I hit harder 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 if that's the way that you feel
a punch, I'll throw one back an show you one for real
Lost a lot of mates since I signed this record deal

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

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

trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready alright
Put my up ready to fight
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 lose my head years ago

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

And I ain't pull the heat like here we go
I ain't gotta lose my like years ago
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, you got

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