Luyện nghe bài hát God Mode

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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,
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Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah,

Oi, you a chat lad who would chat, lad, yap yap for a lap
You a snitch though with ya backpack, that is I call a ratbag
Yeah, boy, was a rap fan, but the rappers here be trash as
Saw THC up in a graf mag, that's a motherfucking
Honestly, I'll ya sons nuts, you won't ever be granddad
Then I'll break ya fucking spine, yo, the definition of Snapback
Working, I'm not busy, this attitude, yo, I get off 50
You get it on with me, you could be Kobe's last game and you'll never drop sixty
You ain't this
Like a eunuch, homie, no this
Whether battling or a song I did they keep yapping it like wanna bit
Yo, need to know that I'm adamant, it ain't arrogance, yo, it's confidence
I'm a nice bloke, ain't it obvious? But in god mode, I'm on top a
But at my shows I sell tix and ain't talking 'bout Boston is
(Goddamn) You dunno what the roster is, and I ain't talking 'bout a gab, but I got a
And getting off the and off the piff and off the sniff made me wanna jump off a cliff
Say no when I'm offered pip, than ever whenever off the shit
I don't care for problem, I dodge 'em, you can get ya mug shot tryna rob the kid
back down, ain't the type to go chat now
If someone's turning their lights off all I say is I out
mustn't know who raised me or the circles that I rapped 'round
Those dudes who raised me you should see the circles I wrapped round
past years been a big blur, in poor form, but I'm back now
My arm says evolving and I'm upping the level the way I rap, now
See the whole game gonna out, when I stood up, homie, yo, they sat down
Every single thing that I wanna happen, yo, it's happen 'cause it's mapped out
Couldn't write a crown on so I got it sitting in my lap now
If you wanna do it we can get it, but I guarantee you're gonna tap out
In a battle they say 3 won, the way that all the votes go
All I'm hearing though, "3.6., is it to get a photo?"
Of course it is, you don't to ask, but listen up because I'm so close
Said three-one-three-six, that's my old postcode if you know
Went from out at Eastland (Hanging out at Eastland)
To a massive on the beach end (To a massive house on the beach end)
I ain't 'bout my achievements, I'm saying anybody can achieve 'em
If you got a you believe in, if you wanna have it you can reach it
Just big (Get to it) Yo, it's obvious I been to hell and back
I'ma show the world where Melbourne at, is my city, I'ma tell 'em that
(Where the album at?) Don't tell 'em that, they're "Why's this not a album track?"
All the best I have held it back, but doesn't matter, I got hella raps
No swagger jacking, they just yell on tracks, everybody can tell I'm back
I'm on top you dropped off, now you in the middle like where Malcolm at
I can see I'm making fellas sad, like a telepath I can tell you
I can tell you're mad 'cause I'm with a girl is hella bad and you jealous as
She make more than me, she make more money than me, yeah, she a boss bitch
Even on holiday she was a money machine, ain't no off switch
You a germ, man that they gassing up, but no
Get 'em jumping 'round goth chicks in mosh at them rock gigs
Never mind, yo, I got this, 60 been robbed, bitch
'Cause growing up in that Ringwood, boy, learned to hide my where my sock is
get it, yo, you're not this, from the country of the convicts
I was living gritty, hitting skiddies, but this mini little where my squad is (Squad)
Dropped hits and then got rich, hitting 'em up with that bomb (Boom)
Understand when that bomb hits you'll be breathing it in like that rip
If not 6 in your top pick then that topic getting top split
Yeah, it's your opinion, but wrong, bitch, this is god shit