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  1. The whole industry been in shambles
    Everybody fugazi, I'm just changing the channel
    Kendrick Lamar, the people's champion, I'm animal for analysts
    Career damaging verses, meditating with candles lit
    I like my raps extra prolific
    Since freestyling on lunch tables and park benches
    And I won't mention my ten thousand hours in training
    While juggling gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
    And now we look at the competition as quick submission
    They tappin' out before we even get a chance to miss 'em
    What this about, is it money or skill?
    Maybe it's both and I got large amounts of it, it's real
    You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable
    I can see y'all incapable
    To be the God emcees, you know me well
    Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the sinister
    Run for cover, my lineage prove itself
    I'm rollin' deep in that paper like two Adeles
    Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin lips
    We had to shake the game up and you're flying through turbulence
    Everything is high stakes nowadays, that's how it played nowadays
    It's like an 8-ball to the face nowadays
    I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays
    It's seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
    Higher power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer
    Since stash boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
    And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, entire lion
    Surround itself with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
    This is what they want, I'm the one
    This is vintage from 1980 – somethin'
    I'm the son of the pioneer that got you niggas on
    Play with him, bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump
    I'm yelling Mr. Kanye West for president
    He probably let me get some head inside the residence
    I'm in the White House going all out
    Bumping College Dropout, God-bless Americans
    Nothing more influential than rap music
    I merge jazz fusion with the trap music
    I mix black soul with some rock and roll
    They never box me in, I'm David Blaine-ing all you hoes
    Oh yea, let's go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare
    My jewelry now is wilder than the new year
    A locomotive couldn't track me down in my cobra
    Runnin' this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
    A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you done here?
    D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to California
    It gets annoying, niggas wanna deploy him
    And bitches wanna adore him, but industry shitting for him
    Probably thinking it's for him, only one me
    Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my foreign
    Mr. Valedictorian studied the game before them
    Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, support them
    To the grave I deport them, corporations extort them
    I'm snapping off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin'
    My radius rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
    Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the morning
    You're racing against the tortoise, pace myself it's important
    Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism enormous
    So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my garments
    Jimi Kendrix performing, this fucking studio haunted (Ah!)
    I tell a bitch don't sweat me (Don't sweat me)
    I kill this whole fuckin' beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)
    Ib should've never sent the instrumental
    Every time I start writing I get sentimental
    This shit is just not fair
    But why the fuck should I care?
    The story of your life here
    Two young stars was born and y'all gon' die here
    Oh Lord, gotta be the yams
    Billboard list need 2Pac, damn
    But number 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah
    Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a trance
    Every day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me
    Is not validation, nigga this TDE
    And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better ratings
    And casualties all around me, don't make me do demonstrations
    Whoa
    Murder my allegations and burning my finger traces
    Adjourning my power patience and earning royalty payments
    I'm sorry y'all not relating, this party is reservated
    I kill this whole muthafucking beat if J. Cole say it
    My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental, I gotta slay it
    I gotta lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to play with
    The ruckus had been my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin' greatest
    Whoa
    Burnin' my leather-
    (Nah I'm just fuckin' wit cha)
    Yeah
    Ten toes to the ground
    Yeah

    Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening
    No Promethazine I'm a king, no leaning
    I got a better way to fight these demons
    Fuck do you know 'bout my pain? blaow
    Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening
    No Promethazine I'm a king, no leaning
    I got a better way to fight them demons
    Fuck do you know 'bout my pain?

    If I quote it nigga, I wrote it nigga
    Six head shots, I'll erode a nigga
    Pop another clip and I'm reloaded nigga
    Ain't no way around it, I'm the coldest nigga
    Do a nigga dirty life's a coal, my nigga
    Get you cleaned up then I fold you nigga
    Shout out to the haters who promote a nigga
    Flow hot, whip cold, I'm bipolar nigga
    But I don't like to talk about a Rover nigga
    Keep this shit a hundred, I just sold it nigga
    Tired of police looking at me like I stole it nigga
    Probably just gonna cop a lil Corolla nigga
    Don't need a rollie on to know I'm getting older nigga
    Dreamville going way up like a floater nigga
    Couple hands out like I owe them niggas
    Where was you when the Civic was getting towed my nigga?
    No snakes in the grass cause I mowed it nigga

    Fuck do you know 'bout my pain?
    (Right there let me get that there
    Talk about it)
    Fuck do you know 'bout my dreams?
    (Talk about it)
    Nada
    (If you really believe it, gotta talk about it
    You heard about what happens when you talk about it
    Niggas lookin' at you funny when they start to doubt it
    Fucking up your energy when you start to doubt it too)
    Rollercoaster ride
    (Start to doubt it too)
    How much do it cost?
    (Start to doubt it)
    If I take a ride, fuck around get lost
    (Shoutout my nigga Ib)
    Rollercoaster ride, how much do it cost?
    (El Presidente and shit)
    (He want me to talk my shit for y'all)
    If I take a ride, fuck around get lost

    Cole world you should stay off this dick
    I sold out the Garden, I should play for the Knicks
    Took a couple minutes and I sold out Staples
    A nigga getting cream like an old ass Laker
    But I ain't coming to talk about all that paper
    That's what they talk about when they ain't got shit to say
    Can't understand why niggas never got shit to do
    You know the saying, same shit nigga, different day
    I never felt that, no way
    Cause on the same day a nigga doing different shit
    Spit different flows hit different chicks
    Let my Brixton hoes feed me fish and chips
    Why I do a lot of shows? I'm the shit, that's it
    Got suicidal doors, I just slit my wrists
    Never stingy with the hoes word to Cliff and Chris
    So if I fuck six bitches I got six assists nigga
    The flow sick as shit, catch ebola if you bit this shit
    I never take, I invent the shit then flip the shit
    Then lick the shit, and bit the shit back twice, I'm that nice, woo
    What's the plan?
    Cole keeps snapping like a Mustard jam
    Got a middle finger for Uncle Sam
    I done paid so much taxes I can fund Japan
    But instead they make a young nigga fund the man
    Same man that keep a young nigga under, damn
    I just cocked back nigga and my gun don't jam
    On a scale from one to ten I'm a hundred grand

    It's Cole fuckin' world nigga
    Dreamville in this motherfucker, Top Dawg in this motherfucker
    "When you and K. Dot shit drop?"
    Bitch never, they can't handle two Black niggas this clever
    But this February, bet shit get scary when I fuck around and drop..

  2. Why did Duckworth just give out his fomular? J Cole is waq, he must leave Drake out of his mouth. JID a million times better than his boss. And he moma white like Drake and Obama…

  3. The whole industry been in shambles
    Everybody fugazi, I'm just changing the channel
    Kendrick Lamar, the people's champion, I'm animal for analysts
    Career damaging verses, meditating with candles lit
    I like my raps extra prolific
    Since freestyling on lunch tables and park benches
    And I won't mention my ten thousand hours in training
    While juggling gang-banging, my balancing was tremendous
    And now we look at the competition as quick submission
    They tappin' out before we even get a chance to miss 'em
    What this about, is it money or skill?
    Maybe it's both and I got large amounts of it, it's real
    You see my oath is very unbreakable, my style is never mistakable
    I can see y'all incapable
    To be the God emcees, you know me well
    Ridiculous, venomous, hate in my heart, the sinister
    Run for cover, my lineage prove itself
    I'm rollin' deep in that paper like two Adeles
    Before scholars, I flowed tighter than virgin lips
    We had to shake the game up and you're flying through turbulence
    Everything is high stakes nowadays, that's how it played nowadays
    It's like an 8-ball to the face nowadays
    I'm laced nowadays, my gun is off the waist nowadays
    It's seven figures and retainer for the case nowadays, I'm talking
    Higher power, every other hour since Eddie Bauer
    Since stash boxes and lead showers, breaking the padlock
    And the dead coward dying a thousand deaths, entire lion
    Surround itself with bears, watch it nigga, you share a profit, ah!
    This is what they want, I'm the one
    This is vintage from 1980 – somethin'
    I'm the son of the pioneer that got you niggas on
    Play with him, bitch you better off voting for Donald Trump
    I'm yelling Mr. Kanye West for president
    He probably let me get some head inside the residence
    I'm in the White House going all out
    Bumping College Dropout, God-bless Americans
    Nothing more influential than rap music
    I merge jazz fusion with the trap music
    I mix black soul with some rock and roll
    They never box me in, I'm David Blaine-ing all you hoes
    Oh yea, let's go there, my DNA is DMT, I'm so rare
    My jewelry now is wilder than the new year
    A locomotive couldn't track me down in my cobra
    Runnin' this shit with four pair, son of my bitch, I might demolish
    A bitch right in front ya, chico, what have you done here?
    D-Bo, all of it one year, Mississippi to California
    It gets annoying, niggas wanna deploy him
    And bitches wanna adore him, but industry shitting for him
    Probably thinking it's for him, only one me
    Swallowed the key and kicking the door in, never leasing my foreign
    Mr. Valedictorian studied the game before them
    Listen to you with boredom, baby rappers, support them
    To the grave I deport them, corporations extort them
    I'm snapping off my endorphins, I alien mighty morphin'
    My radius rather gorgeous, hundred bill to the doorman
    Hundred mil in my fortune, they call me back in the morning
    You're racing against the tortoise, pace myself it's important
    Lace myself with the wisdom my playerism enormous
    So pay the man for performance, saucy all of my garments
    Jimi Kendrix performing, this fucking studio haunted (Ah!)
    I tell a bitch don't sweat me (Don't sweat me)
    I kill this whole fuckin' beat if Cole let me (Please Cole)
    Ib should've never sent the instrumental
    Every time I start writing I get sentimental
    This shit is just not fair
    But why the fuck should I care?
    The story of your life here
    Two young stars was born and y'all gon' die here
    Oh Lord, gotta be the yams
    Billboard list need 2Pac, damn
    But number 9 makes sure he lives on, yeah
    Hoochie, coochie, pussies in a trance
    Every day a celebration, but even the valley peaking me
    Is not validation, nigga this TDE
    And my doggies be salivating, salaries, better ratings
    And casualties all around me, don't make me do demonstrations
    Whoa
    Murder my allegations and burning my finger traces
    Adjourning my power patience and earning royalty payments
    I'm sorry y'all not relating, this party is reservated
    I kill this whole muthafucking beat if J. Cole say it
    My nigga Ib chopped the instrumental, I gotta slay it
    I gotta lay it, gotta show you fuckers I'm not to play with
    The ruckus had been my favorite, King Kunta the fuckin' greatest
    Whoa
    Burnin' my leather-
    (Nah I'm just fuckin' wit cha)
    Yeah
    Ten toes to the ground
    Yeah

    Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening
    No Promethazine I'm a king, no leaning
    I got a better way to fight these demons
    Fuck do you know 'bout my pain? blaow
    Let's get the proceedings proceeding this evening
    No Promethazine I'm a king, no leaning
    I got a better way to fight them demons
    Fuck do you know 'bout my pain?

    If I quote it nigga, I wrote it nigga
    Six head shots, I'll erode a nigga
    Pop another clip and I'm reloaded nigga
    Ain't no way around it, I'm the coldest nigga
    Do a nigga dirty life's a coal, my nigga
    Get you cleaned up then I fold you nigga
    Shout out to the haters who promote a nigga
    Flow hot, whip cold, I'm bipolar nigga
    But I don't like to talk about a Rover nigga
    Keep this shit a hundred, I just sold it nigga
    Tired of police looking at me like I stole it nigga
    Probably just gonna cop a lil Corolla nigga
    Don't need a rollie on to know I'm getting older nigga
    Dreamville going way up like a floater nigga
    Couple hands out like I owe them niggas
    Where was you when the Civic was getting towed my nigga?
    No snakes in the grass cause I mowed it nigga

    Fuck do you know 'bout my pain?
    (Right there let me get that there
    Talk about it)
    Fuck do you know 'bout my dreams?
    (Talk about it)
    Nada
    (If you really believe it, gotta talk about it
    You heard about what happens when you talk about it
    Niggas lookin' at you funny when they start to doubt it
    Fucking up your energy when you start to doubt it too)
    Rollercoaster ride
    (Start to doubt it too)
    How much do it cost?
    (Start to doubt it)
    If I take a ride, fuck around get lost
    (Shoutout my nigga Ib)
    Rollercoaster ride, how much do it cost?
    (El Presidente and shit)
    (He want me to talk my shit for y'all)
    If I take a ride, fuck around get lost

    Cole world you should stay off this dick
    I sold out the Garden, I should play for the Knicks
    Took a couple minutes and I sold out Staples
    A nigga getting cream like an old ass Laker
    But I ain't coming to talk about all that paper
    That's what they talk about when they ain't got shit to say
    Can't understand why niggas never got shit to do
    You know the saying, same shit nigga, different day
    I never felt that, no way
    Cause on the same day a nigga doing different shit
    Spit different flows hit different chicks
    Let my Brixton hoes feed me fish and chips
    Why I do a lot of shows? I'm the shit, that's it
    Got suicidal doors, I just slit my wrists
    Never stingy with the hoes word to Cliff and Chris
    So if I fuck six bitches I got six assists nigga
    The flow sick as shit, catch ebola if you bit this shit
    I never take, I invent the shit then flip the shit
    Then lick the shit, and bit the shit back twice, I'm that nice, woo
    What's the plan?
    Cole keeps snapping like a Mustard jam
    Got a middle finger for Uncle Sam
    I done paid so much taxes I can fund Japan
    But instead they make a young nigga fund the man
    Same man that keep a young nigga under, damn
    I just cocked back nigga and my gun don't jam
    On a scale from one to ten I'm a hundred grand

    It's Cole fuckin' world nigga
    Dreamville in this motherfucker, Top Dawg in this motherfucker
    "When you and K. Dot shit drop?"
    Bitch never, they can't handle two Black niggas this clever
    But this February, bet shit get scary when I fuck around and drop…

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