Tres Aurland, Charlie Ray, Royce da 5'9" - God Mode lyrics

All over the world there are many
Who claim to be the best
Many who claim they are the elite
But there's levels to this shit
Tres, C ray, Royce da 5'9"
They are the top level god mode

Tell me what you really wanna do
'Cause I don't give a
Fuck about your accolades
Act your age, it ain't even funny, it's a zoo
Where they don't give a fuck
Until you pass away back in days
Never thought we'd earn it in thе booth
Said we wouldn't make it, now
They havе to pay, that's the case
Papa said I better never lose
They wanna compete with me
They to have to play in God mode

So murder everything, shit


Play your position and stay in the kitchen or
You'll be one that they gon' be missin'
They hate that I'm different
All I'm doin' is crematin' my victims
And sayin' I'm fishin', I
Just wanna be great
But the mission is kill 'em all
No sympathy, simply I'm the entity
Enemies wanna injure me
But they never can get to me
Entering my vicinity, leave 'em mentally
Kennedy, pussy pretendin' he poppin', got
'em payin' the penalty, uh
We grave diggers for gays
Thinkin' that they bigger
Rollin' on such thin ice
Could figure skate with it
The hate givers decay
Deliver brain splitters pain killers
The type of shit that bein' a lame gets ya
Gifted and rugged with the shit
That is spit to the public
And bitches do love it
So they grippin' my dick and they suck it
Enter the crip and I dump it
Get with ya chick and discuss it
'Cause in a couple months
You'll be feelin' a kick in her stomach
And that'll be the beginning of yet
Another somebody that I'll be endin'
'Cause I be talkin' about
Killin' these rappers
But it's like abortion 'cause all
Of 'em are my children
No vasectomy, telepathy
The way I can tell what they feelin'
Or what they gonna spit before
They even drop flows
Dodge those, like a snot nose or a pothole
With the way I make a life and take it away
Guess you could say that ya boy
Tres stay in that God mode

So tell me what you really wanna do
'Cause I don't give a
Fuck about your accolades
Act your age, it ain't even funny, it's a zoo
Where they don't give a fuck
Until you pass away back in days
Never thought we'd earn it in the booth
Said we wouldn't make it, now
They have to pay, that's the case
Papa said I better never lose
They wanna compete with me
They to have to play in God mode

Yeah, eye of the all seein'
High as the stars
High as the bar for which y'all reachin'
Fire beyond demon
Be quiet when boss speakin'
Speak up, we all legion, life
Has no off season, don't even trip
My drip like Christ on the cross bleedin'
I am a God, heathen
Right for the wrong reasons giant, defiant
You'll never find my resolve weaken
Light of the lost teachings
Grind 'til we all eatin' fuck being clever
It's more important than ever to get involved
Deep my need to abide by
The seven Hermetic laws
Mama look what I made
I get paid to direct my flaws
And astral project to Mars with
A set of perfected bars
Heaven sent, forever malevolent, rhetoric
Fucked around and got what they
Thought I would never get
Got as far as I've gotten by
Keepin' my head in it
Lyrical livin' scripture, the
Physical remanence, uh
On the brain
Everything they cookin' is cockamamie
From the future
Don't even think about tryna play me
Hot as Hades
My cut is as sharp as Katanas maybe
Fuck with Ray and indeed they will
Stay pushin' all the daisies
No, I'm not what they want
But got what they need, guaranteed
My genre would suffer, if not for me
Who brought the weed?
Can't give in to the lies
I will not concede, all agreed
Nigga, I am the one in the prophecies

So tell me what you really wanna do
'Cause I don't give a
Fuck about your accolades
Act your age, it ain't even funny, it's a zoo
Where they don't give a fuck
Until you pass away back in days
Never thought we'd earn it in the booth
Said we wouldn't make it, now
They have to pay, that's the case
Papa said I better never lose
They wanna compete with me
They to have to play in God mode

I don't recall ever graduatin' at all
See, I'm a cloth that's
Never fabricated at all
So contaminated, no congratulation at all
No examination
Just a can of mace and at odds
So police men
Who hate to see me even mattin' at all
My ETA fatality, no TD jake shit at all
My TV station reality, no DVD shit at all
Know me and fate been at odds
Kobe the great and at all, uh
Either I'ma hit the ass all night
Or I'ma gaslight your mama
Feelin' Jaguar right
Wearin' ice and chain, Grammy views
Pimp yourself to equity
Life's a game, family feud
Mental health and jeopardy
They tryna murder us extinct
Out a steel needle
May wanna hurry up and think
While it's still legal
Like they told cap, light and throw the match
Hike and throw the pass
But I control the catch i had my way with
Mother Mary drinkin' Moonshine
Left a knot around her ring finger
Made her tubes tied
I can walk backwards on the sun
And make the moon glide
Then they exhumed I made a coon die
I piss with a dick from a different cahoona
I'm whippin' the shit in the
Kitchen with a different aroma
Nobody rhymin' like Ryan at
This particular moment
I'm sick enough to sip on
A Heineken with the Corona, god

So tell me what you really wanna do
'Cause I don't give a
Fuck about your accolades
Act your age, it ain't even funny, it's a zoo
Where they don't give a fuck
Until you pass away back in days
Never thought we'd earn it in the booth
Said we wouldn't make it, now
They have to pay, that's the case
Papa said I better never lose
They wanna compete with me
They to have to play in God mode