God Mode 作词 : Matt Colwell/Nic Martin 作曲 : Matt Colwell/Nic Martin 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 mother******* hashtag Honestly, I'll kick ya sons nuts You won’t ever be granddad Then I'll break ya ******* 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 *************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, "3.6.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 *************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 ************* 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, ************* '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 *************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 *************, this is god *************t