God Mode

Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Oi you a chat lad who would chat lad yap yap for a lap dance
You a snitch though with ya backpack that is what I call a ratbag
Yeah boy was a rap fan but the rappers here they be trash as
Saw THC up in a graf mag that's a motherf**king hashtag
Honestly I'll kick ya sons nuts you won't ever be granddad
Then I'll break ya f**king spine yo that's the definition of snapback
Working I'm never not busy this attitude yo I get off 50
You wanna get it on with me
You could be Kobe's last game and you'll never drop sixty
You ain't dropping this
Like a eunuch homie no topping this
Whether battling or a song I did they keep yapping it like they wanna bit
Yo they 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 this
But at my shows I sell tix and ain't talking 'bout where Boston is
Goddamn you dunno what 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 cliff
Say no when I'm offered pip better than ever whenever off the sh*t
I don't care for your problem I dodge 'em
You can get ya mug shot tryna rob the kid
Won't back down ain't the type to go chat now
If someone's turning their lights off all I say is I blacked out
They mustn't know who raised me or the circles that I rapped 'round
Those same dudes who raised me you should see the circles I wrapped round
These past years been a big blur in poor form but I'm back now
My arm says keep evolving and I'm upping the level the way I rap now
See the whole game gonna back out
When I stood up homie yo they sat down
Every single thing that I wanna happen yo it's gonna happen 'cause it's mapped out
Couldn't write with a crown on so I got it sitting in my lap now
If you wanna do it we can get into it
But I guarantee you're gonna tap out
In a battle they say 3 won that's the way that all the votes go
All I'm hearing though 36 is it cool to get a photo
Of course it is you don't need to ask
But listen up because I'm so close
Said three one three six that's my old postcode if you don't know
Went from hanging out at Eastland hanging out at Eastland
To a massive house on the beach end
To a massive house on the beach end
I ain't bragging 'bout my achievements I'm saying anybody can achieve 'em
If you got a passion you believe in
If you wanna have it you can reach it
Just 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 that
Where the album at don't tell 'em that they're like
Why's this not a album track
All the best sh*t I have held it back
But doesn't matter I got hella raps
No swagger jacking they just yell on tracks everybody here can tell I'm back
I'm on top 'cause 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 that
I can tell 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 than me
Yeah she a boss b**ch
Even on holiday she was a money machine there ain't no off switch
You a germ man that they gassing up but no Auschwitz
Get 'em jumping 'round goth chicks in mosh pits at them rock gigs
Never mind yo I got this 60 never been robbed b**ch
'Cause growing up in that ringwood boy
Learned to hide my money where my sock is
Better get it yo you're not this from the country of the convicts
I was living gritty hitting skiddies
But this mini little city's where my squad is squad
Dropped hits and then got rich hitting 'em up with that bomb sh*t boom
Understand when that bomb hits you'll be breathing it in like that bong rip
If it's not 6 in your top pick then that topic getting top split
Yeah it's your opinion but it's wrong b**ch this is God sh*t