Luyện nghe bài hát Who Needs Actions When You Got Words

When trouble knockin' I'll be ready alright
Put my fists up, to fight
But I ain't gotta put my 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 head like ago
Who needs

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

you can step up to my face if that's the way that you feel
Throw a punch, 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 bills
No stayin' still for a giro
Feelin' so frustrated I could 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 it's

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

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

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

Sticks and stones bones but what I say'll hurt you worse
Leavin' you feelin' dead an' buried you're six feet under earth
And if actions speaker louder words
How come I hear you hatin' but I see you burst

You just vex 'coz you just wish you Ariah
You mix with any people for your set like I can
up a mic hand, set the crowd alight man
Shine so fuckin' brightly they it's day when it's night man

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

Well, I believe the hype, well that's all it is an nuttin' else
But I need the hype the words are right to sell themselves
'Coz the words are written the heart that's why they're felt
And be eatin' yours, an mine are flyin' off the shelf

trouble comes knockin' I'll be ready alright
Put my fists up, 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 like here we go
I ain't lose my head like years ago

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

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

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

I'll dead you quick, on the mics if you keep on
Think you're gettin' to me, na blood you even
I'm a leave it so I maintain a balance
And you nuttin' to me that's poor balance

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

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

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 when you got words