Luyện nghe bài hát God Mode

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

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