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God's Voice Video (MV)




Performed By: V!be
Language: English
Length: 3:48
Written by: Nick Hastings




V!be - God's Voice Lyrics




I like to keep my beats simple
I like pretty faced women with freckles and cheek dimples
I don't mess with no bologna, no I never eat bimbos
Listening to Chance helped me find a neat tempo
Hoping to meet Lenbo and then blow up like Logic
Used to blow mad endo but I've grown up and stopped it, tryna go up like rockets
I'm Oregon grown and cold to the bone so you know my flow's icy like a donut that's frosted
I'm several stages further along my evolution than you cro-magnons
Although my flows savage
Stackin more cabbage than that poor guy in Avatar
My shot wet like Melo but no jab step
I got mo assets than Danny Ainge
My bank account filled up with cheese like the stands at a Packers game
Four years at SMC, I paid off Sallie Mae
Now I'm sippin Alize with pals in the palisades
I was born smart and that's a fact that hasn't changed
Im'a keep on rappin til I pass the torch or pass away
Shake and bake on the mic like Ricky and Cal at Talladega and you know I'm balling like Wilson from the film Cast Away

I cast away my aspersions and doubts to try my hand at rapping
In the booth was a virgin, but now them cheeks I be clapping with these words and these sermons I shout
My tracks they be slapping and my skills I'm certain about
From now on I'll never be hurtin' for clout
I'm the big bad like Sauron, I'll kill til my curtain is down
Hot bars, I be squirtin' em out
Undefeated like Floyd Mayweather bouts, every verse is a round
The curse on the crown, it lifts as I don it
From the pureness of sound that emits from my sonnets
Honestly, it's ironic
I never could write in cursive but now thanks to my verbs and my nouns all my shit is iconic
Over time I filled out like a W2
Now my rap kill count is runnin' up to the roof
Now all you haters depressed
Cause you can't get on my level so you swallowin' pills down for what's troublin' you
Yeah, all y'all Eds, I'm Double D
And I might seem cuddly but all my boys violent like Dudley
So if you try to make trouble, we gon' go under the apron and then put you through a table quite suddenly
My dude, you are utterly useless
I came in to shuffle the board like havin fun on a cruise ship
Somethin weird in my cup like a boob itch, and I'm always goin over but I'll still give you the rub like masseuses
The truth is, I'm still not sure if Im'a make it
But until I figure it out, I'm surely gon' fake it
Any chance that I get? Ima take it
The rap wheel turns on but Im'a stab a stick in the spokes and break it

Switch tack - my baby busty curvy
She got that thick back and she like to ride like the Kentucky Derby
And she keeps all my secrets - Buddy Murphy
She's the bomb like TNT - Word to Shaq, Jet, Chuck and Ernie
I know she love me cause I'm f*ckin nerdy
Plus I got mad game, I could cross you up and dunk on Curry
It's past your bedtime, homie, your momma must be worried, so go hurry home before I drop you with this Hung Jury - Omolon
Yeah I love gettin my drama on, my strong foot a cannon, I'm an All Star, like Pottebaum
Dining on you haters while y'all starve like Ramadan
These words I twist for my call card like Shyamalan
What you now hear is God's Voice like Charlemagne
Our lisps won't stop us, of our flaws we're not ashamed
I still spit the hottest bars, fire em off like balls of flame
I run up the score and force the referee to call the game
These days, pop rap is all the same
BBut I've arrived to be an absentee father to you boys like Alamein
I'm only 5'9" but this head houses the tallest brain
Yo I don't need your vote cause I'm first ballot Hall of Fame
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I like to keep my beats simple
I like pretty faced women with freckles and cheek dimples
I don't mess with no bologna, no I never eat bimbos
Listening to Chance helped me find a neat tempo
Hoping to meet Lenbo and then blow up like Logic
Used to blow mad endo but I've grown up and stopped it, tryna go up like rockets
I'm Oregon grown and cold to the bone so you know my flow's icy like a donut that's frosted
I'm several stages further along my evolution than you cro-magnons
Although my flows savage
Stackin more cabbage than that poor guy in Avatar
My shot wet like Melo but no jab step
I got mo assets than Danny Ainge
My bank account filled up with cheese like the stands at a Packers game
Four years at SMC, I paid off Sallie Mae
Now I'm sippin Alize with pals in the palisades
I was born smart and that's a fact that hasn't changed
Im'a keep on rappin til I pass the torch or pass away
Shake and bake on the mic like Ricky and Cal at Talladega and you know I'm balling like Wilson from the film Cast Away

I cast away my aspersions and doubts to try my hand at rapping
In the booth was a virgin, but now them cheeks I be clapping with these words and these sermons I shout
My tracks they be slapping and my skills I'm certain about
From now on I'll never be hurtin' for clout
I'm the big bad like Sauron, I'll kill til my curtain is down
Hot bars, I be squirtin' em out
Undefeated like Floyd Mayweather bouts, every verse is a round
The curse on the crown, it lifts as I don it
From the pureness of sound that emits from my sonnets
Honestly, it's ironic
I never could write in cursive but now thanks to my verbs and my nouns all my shit is iconic
Over time I filled out like a W2
Now my rap kill count is runnin' up to the roof
Now all you haters depressed
Cause you can't get on my level so you swallowin' pills down for what's troublin' you
Yeah, all y'all Eds, I'm Double D
And I might seem cuddly but all my boys violent like Dudley
So if you try to make trouble, we gon' go under the apron and then put you through a table quite suddenly
My dude, you are utterly useless
I came in to shuffle the board like havin fun on a cruise ship
Somethin weird in my cup like a boob itch, and I'm always goin over but I'll still give you the rub like masseuses
The truth is, I'm still not sure if Im'a make it
But until I figure it out, I'm surely gon' fake it
Any chance that I get? Ima take it
The rap wheel turns on but Im'a stab a stick in the spokes and break it

Switch tack - my baby busty curvy
She got that thick back and she like to ride like the Kentucky Derby
And she keeps all my secrets - Buddy Murphy
She's the bomb like TNT - Word to Shaq, Jet, Chuck and Ernie
I know she love me cause I'm f*ckin nerdy
Plus I got mad game, I could cross you up and dunk on Curry
It's past your bedtime, homie, your momma must be worried, so go hurry home before I drop you with this Hung Jury - Omolon
Yeah I love gettin my drama on, my strong foot a cannon, I'm an All Star, like Pottebaum
Dining on you haters while y'all starve like Ramadan
These words I twist for my call card like Shyamalan
What you now hear is God's Voice like Charlemagne
Our lisps won't stop us, of our flaws we're not ashamed
I still spit the hottest bars, fire em off like balls of flame
I run up the score and force the referee to call the game
These days, pop rap is all the same
BBut I've arrived to be an absentee father to you boys like Alamein
I'm only 5'9" but this head houses the tallest brain
Yo I don't need your vote cause I'm first ballot Hall of Fame
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Writer: Nick Hastings
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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