paroles de chanson God Talk. - Kadesh Flow , GameboyJones , Diggz Da Prophecy , Breeton Boi , Sl!ck , 954mari , Ham Sandwich , Jamar Rose

Look
By the grace of God, you bitches can face the odds
Better say your prayers, and be hopeful I don't take the job
Known to hate the mob, crazy cause I made the squad
Guess that I'm the founder in this shit, you better play your cards
I can take you farther, no, I just be the carter
Known to start wars, ain't no Vader, I just be your father
Don't get adjusted, don't you make me bring that snapback
I'm Thanos with the power in my hands, this Daddy Phat Snaps

Time and space, the two weapons on my hip
Think about it, that's the way I'm passing judgemеnt when it hit
They praise god, thе young Allah, sonning every jit
In the face of the creator, you peasants don't exist

I ain't got nothing but shooters, I brought them all in
And they moving all crazy and shit
I got a cousin, he look like the devil, you step in his world
You get met with a flip
I hang with the trio, they keeping that red chain on
You can not control what they drip
I'mma just step on the scene, then I make you blackout
Then I'm taking your shit when I dip

Uh, I'm just a god, they be saying I'm useless, but why do they keep me around?
With Kazuma, Megumi, Darkness, we all in a party, it's finna get loud
You could turn all of the taps in your house on, and still I'm more drippy than that
You could be in an outside pool while it's raining, and still I'm more drippy than that
Ain't been the same since they looked at my stats
Don't play with me, you can get Isekai'd back
A reason I keep me a stick in my hand
Wet 'em up if I wanna, I make 'em go splash

They tryna say I'm not GOATed
But senpai got drip, and you already know it
One day I'mma return to my throne
And if you got a problem that we finna solve it

War god, when it come to static, I'm the plug
I put Yukine on bitches like they hoes, I'm passing up
They belong to the streets, what's on her, uh? Oh, that's me!
Way too good at what I do to ever do that shit for free
Open her up, and make her sing like "hey kids!"
No way, baby, I'm just trying to stay lit
I am no stray
I stay on the call, for five yen we knock him off
Baby, what good is a shrine if over time that shit gon' fall?

She want more, she want more, she obsessed with me, huh
On my soul you get reaped if you step to me, huh
The Sl!ck, you thought you knew, he never existed
That's what I tell these bitches right after I hit it
Hollows rip your soul out
Pussy nigga try to hide dough, 90 put him in a box, roll out
All the opps getting blown out, niggas better skate like roll bounce
Shit ain't merry, better go-round, no Espada, I got hoes now
I might hit 'em with a

I'mma hit 'em with five like it was cashapp
Rolling round with this big chop, you take shots, I blast back
And I ain't wanna have to off 'em, used to do it too often
Tryna ride my wave? But it made 'em too nauseous
Only time you been sick cause my shit will put 'em in a coffin
You fucking with Death, you can not mess with the kid
You can not mess with my youngins
Are you a pussy or bitch, I can't tell which, soon as these rounds started dumping
I ain't Thor, I'm going for the head, you'll be dead after
Then I'll have your girl give up the neck to the head master

Fucking with me, and you fuck with the universe
Bigger stick send his soul up to Jupiter
Step out the body, I'm done with my human curse
If I leave, then don't wait for me to return
If I turn I'mma need you to burn me
They want me to switch up, but I'm sturdy
I'm keeping the stick tucked and I'm purging
Every single witch run up if you worthy
You wondering which one'll give you mercy
Or put you in hit stun and do you dirty

'Cause life is a bitch, but she pretty pretty though
Lil' bitty kiss me under mistletoe
Bigger bow put an opp where the space is
Witch with a strap, I'm a Dominatrix
Fuck giving daps, we just spin 'em back
I'm the law of cycles in the Matrix

Yo, I've been bored, you're looking for smoke
Well, I'm having suggestions
Plus I need to be entertained and I got jokes, that's a nope to the maximus question
Edward Bulwer-Lyton, how I'm viewing the pen, and I'm letting them grab it for lessons
You can use it to stab if you're stressed cause it's mightier than that Excalibur section
You can use it to put them down, I'll be quiet still
Could get got by a cult like it's Silent Hill
Heart attack or a car wreck, they're dying still
Going MIA like they're Tyreek Hill

I'm just dropping a book, and it's not for knowledge
Got them writing, they're shook cause it's not for college
And your ego, this power just might massage it
While I'm instigating on my Dennis Rodman

Who let the cat out the bag, get on my pet peeves, deaths threat schemes
Jeeves, he was asking for that
Hakai solving any matter, breaking any matter, shit is just a matter of fact
Manners is scratched, silver platters with the samples or trample the cast
Good mule, you a foot stool, ass backwards
Why you thinking that you a match
Flick fire, it's a slim chance that the mantle in tact
Twenty years I been sleeping on rappers, blowing over, y'all just fans on a track
Y'all Chompan on my shit, ripping off hits, litterbox scraps in a rap
Animal instinct, dry your planet for a lick, I don't even chatter with chaps, TALK!