Luyện nghe bài hát Godspeed

Kingdom!
From day on
I will never, force, anything
anybody's throat
Now before I spazzin'
speak in a language
That the
understand

Niggas see me
know Tech Nina the best at the rhymin'
Yeah, but they buyin'
Strange Music
We steady
I'm still a man
I get a band
Still I do Jam
Woah!
N9ne milla'
Kansas City
up!

Bubblin' up with it because a be gassin'
Enemy know I'm ready for action
No matter the we gotta go dummy, I'm wit' it so nigga whats happenin'
I feel like comin' and do it passion
Whenever I'm in the booth I'm real as ramen and juicy
And the vomit induced when the onyx been
and spin this shit
Learnin' this of linguistics
Lot of you who lose it love lickin' bizkits
And I am
shine a star of Donnie to the people like "fuck this nigga"
Soundin' as Farrakhan
can raise the bar upon me
I am on par omni
Kill every thing in sight before the light say Gani
Longevity, haters don't wan' me
When I'm steadily people like mom said it'd be
They yawn heavily, like they be medically
When I'm bussin' on bitch industry like Ron Jeremy
song's therapy, strong genetically, bomb palms red if he's blond
Here to The Don's pedigree
I'm a linguist
Wit' a penis
I can act
'Cause I'm a rap
Keepin' 'em crack
Praise K.O.D.
For blowin' up like his last name was Aziz
No kryptonite, I'mma be Superman, Zod leave
Thinkin' gonna do better, you're puffin' the odd trees
(Godspeed)

Everybody us
We gotta say it
know can't nobody hold us
Maybe 'cause the screams
Inner killa
Ain't no coming from the
Strikin' a cobra
(Kansas City!)
up the dough
We gonna just like I told ya
Steady mo' green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!
up!

Low IQ listeners they
keeping me flashin'
I don't think they ready for the murder for the
MMM chopping 'em up in pieces in a wicked fashion
Not a nigga left, why you then
From the hottest spitta, fought a Tech
How ya that
How ya gonna test a
Shoulda' behind the candelabra
The God does to who's talking fucking bologna (bologna)
About who the best, from my the threat
here to Budapest, this how you shoot the Tec
I'mma forever be ripping you be up and ahead of me
'Cause I'mma shooter, do ya through your
Shake it it open make a milli' man I did it and I blew the check
For sake
This music is gleamin', but all of the streamin' will never reach cake
Good we didn't get our piece late, we straight
Seven this great, shoulda' probably did it with Keith Ape
This is for the
Kansas City stackin' paper to the ceilin'
And fuck how feelin'
If they hate the way we movin' we really make a killin'
your broad leave
'Cause she diggin' me and my niggas we get it open five keys
it out like the Ali's, but to you she was a raw tease
Not soul will rock it whenever the K.O.D. breathes
(Godspeed)

Everybody us
We gotta say it
know can't nobody hold us
Maybe 'cause the flow
Inner killa
Ain't no coming the shoulder
Strikin' like a
(Kansas City!)
up the dough
We blow just like I told ya'
Steady mo' green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!

Ooh,
If you you're brave enough then come and try me!
I everything in sight
People hate that the one is related
To the
Independent
That made it, hella up stages
And gave it in pages
And gainin' real wages
Double eight did with
Integrated now as the hits
right nigga!
We came up from the
To lots of butter, I put on Uncle Ike nigga!
Thanks to Carlton and Maudie, was born!
Now everybody on the globe gonna have eye on
The Storm!