Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Godspeed , by - Tech N9ne. Song from the album The Storm, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 08.12.2016
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Godspeed |
| Kingdom! |
| From this day on |
| I will never — force — anything good |
| Down anybody’s throat |
| Now before I start spazzin' |
| I’m a speak in a language |
| That the majority |
| Will understand |
| Niggas see me shinin' |
| They know Tech N9nna the best at the rhymin' |
| Yeah, but they ain’t buyin' |
| Strange Music flyin' |
| We steady climbin' |
| I’m still a wanted man |
| I get a hunnid band |
| Still I do Summer Jam |
| Woah! |
| Tecca N9ne milla' |
| Kansas City Killa' |
| Turn up! |
| Bubblin' up with it because a nigga be gassin' |
| Enemy know that I’m ready for action |
| No matter the money we gotta go dummy and with' it so nigga what’s happenin' |
| I really come and I do it with passion |
| Whenever I’m in the booth I real as ramen and juicy juice |
| And the vomit induced when the onyx been poop |
| Regroup and spin this shit |
| Learnin' this level of linguistics |
| Lot of you who lose it love lickin' limp bizkits |
| And I am done |
| Tryna shine a star of Donnie to the people like «fuck this nigga» |
| Soundin' will as Farrakhan he |
| Never can raise this bar upon me |
| I am on par with omni |
| Kill every thing in sight before the light say habari gani |
| Longevity, haters don’t wan' credit me |
| When I’m steadily reachin' people like mom said I’d be |
| They on heavily, like it be gone medically |
| When I’m bustin' on this bitch in the street like Ron Jeremy |
| This song’s therapy, strong genetically, bomb palms red if he’s blond |
| Here to be 'nouncin' The Don’s pedigree |
| I’m a 'gnac linguist |
| With' a black penis |
| I can act meanest |
| 'Cause I’m a rap genius |
| Keepin' 'em crack fiendish |
| Praise K.O.D. |
| please |
| For blowin' up himself like his last name was |
| No kryptonite, I’m a be Superman, makin' Zod leave |
| Thinkin' you’re gonna do better, you’re puffin' the odd trees |
| (Godspeed) |
| Everybody know us |
| We ain’t gotta say it |
| They know can’t nobody hold us |
| Maybe 'cause the flow screams |
| Kansas City Killa |
| Ain’t no coming from the shoulder |
| Strikin' like a cobra |
| (Kansas City!) |
| Lightin' up the dough |
| We gonna blow just like I told ya' |
| Steady getting mo' green |
| Killa! |
| City! |
| Soldier! |
| (TURN UP!) |
| Low IQ listeners they bashin' |
| Lightweight keeping me flashin' |
| I don’t think they ready for the murder for the slashin' |
| From MMM chopping em up in pieces in a wicked fashion |
| Not a nigga left, why you triggered then |
| From the hottest spitta, fought a bigger Tech |
| How ya figured that |
| How ya gonna test a hobbler |
| Shoulda' stayed behind the candlelight bruh |
| The God does damage to who’s talking fucking bologna (bologna) |
| About who the best, from my crew the threat |
| From here to Budapest, this how you shoot the tech |
| I’m a forever be ripping you never be up and ahead of me |
| 'Cause I’m a shooter be it through the neck |
| Shake it till it open make a milli' man I did it and I blew the check |
| For Pete’s sake |
| This music is gleamin', but because all of the streamin' will never reach cake |
| Good thing we didn’t get our piece late, we straight |
| Se7en this beats great, shoulda' probably did it with Keith Ape |
| This is for the villains |
| Kansas City livers stackin' paper to the ceilin' |
| And fuck how they feelin' |
| If they hate the way we movin' 'cause we really make a killin' |
| Make your broad leave |
| 'Cause she diggin' me and my niggas we get it open like five keys |
| Knock it out like the Ali’s, but to you she was a raw tease |
| Not another soul will rock whenever the K.O.D. |
| breathes |
| (Godspeed) |
| Everybody know us |
| We ain’t gotta say it |
| They know can’t nobody hold us |
| Maybe 'cause the flow screams |
| Kansas City Killa |
| Ain’t no coming from the shoulder |
| Strikin' like a cobra |
| (Kansas City!) |
| Lightin' up the dough |
| We gonna blow just like I told ya' |
| Steady getting mo' green |
| Killa! |
| City! |
| Soldier! |
| (TURN UP!) |
| Ooh, Godspeed |
| If you think you’re brave enough then come and try me! |
| I kill everything in sight |
| People hate that the number one is related |
| To the greatest |
| Independent favorite |
| That made it, hella rippin' up stages |
| And gave it everything in pages |
| And gainin' real amazing wages |
| Double eight day with Travis |
| Integrated now as the latest hits |
| Fuckin' right nigga! |
| We came up from the gutter |
| To lots of butter, I put that on Uncle Ike nigga! |
| Thanks to Carter and Maudie, N9ne was born! |
| Now everybody on the globe gonna have their eye on |
| The Storm! |