Luyện nghe bài hát Godspeed

Kingdom!
From day on
I never, force, anything good
Down throat
Now I start spazzin'
I'mma in a language
the majority
Will

see me shinin'
They know Nina the best at the rhymin'
Yeah, but they ain't
Music flyin'
We climbin'
I'm a wanted man
I get a hunnid
Still I do Jam
Woah!
Tecca milla'
City Killa'
up!

Bubblin' up with it because a be gassin'
Enemy that I'm ready for action
No matter the money we gotta go dummy, I'm wit' it so nigga happenin'
I feel like and do it with passion
I'm in the booth I'm real as ramen and juicy juice
And the vomit induced the onyx been poop
Regroup and spin shit
Learnin' this level of
Lot of you who lose it love lickin' bizkits
And I am
Tryna a star of Donnie to the people like "fuck this nigga"
will as Farrakhan
Never can the bar upon me
I am on par with
Kill every thing in sight the light say Habari Gani
Longevity, haters wan' credit me
When I'm steadily reachin' people like mom it'd be
They yawn heavily, like be gone medically
When I'm bussin' on this bitch like Ron Jeremy
This song's therapy, genetically, bomb palms red if he's blond
Here to The Don's pedigree
I'm a 'gnac
a black penis
I can act
'Cause I'm a rap
Keepin' 'em crack
K.O.D. please
For blowin' up himself like his last name was
No kryptonite, I'mma be Superman, Zod leave
you're gonna do better, you're puffin' the odd trees
(Godspeed)

Everybody us
We ain't say it
They know can't hold us
Maybe the flow screams
city killa
Ain't no coming from the
like a cobra
(Kansas City!)
Lightin' up the
We gonna blow like I told ya
getting mo' green
Killa!
City!
Soldier!
up!

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

know us
We ain't say it
They know can't hold us
'cause the flow screams
Inner city
Ain't no coming from the
Strikin' like a
(Kansas City!)
Lightin' up the
We gonna blow just like I ya'
Steady getting mo'
Killa!
City!
Soldier!

Ooh,
If you think you're brave enough come and try me!
I kill everything in
hate that the number one is related
To the
favorite
That made it, hella up stages
And it everything in pages
And real amazing wages
Double eight did Travis
now as the latest hits
Fuckin' nigga!
We up from the gutter
To of butter, I put that on Uncle Ike nigga!
Thanks to Carlton and Maudie, was born!
Now everybody on the globe gonna their eye on
The Storm!