 to talk about Cole’s struggles . The article talks about how the stardom of J. Cole came about in a dorm room in St. John’s University in Queens to being the first artist signed to Roc-Nation. It’s a great article, I recommend J. Cole fans to read it.</p>
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J. Cole’s Complex Cover Story About His Come-Up
September 27, 2011 By Leave a Comment
J. Cole Releases 2nd Single, “Can’t Get Enough” ft. Trey Songz
September 3, 2011 By Leave a Comment
J. Cole turned to his twitter to announce that his 2nd single off of Cole World: The Sideline Story is finally released. The song is “Can’t Get Enough” ft. Trey Songz. The song was leaked in late July, but if you are a true music supporter, the song is now available to download via iTunes.
September 27th, 2011 is the date to remember.
J. Cole Speaks On His Previous Rap Name, “Therapist”
September 3, 2011 By Leave a Comment
I won’t change my name again, because now it’s right. It’s perfect, it feels good,” he said. “The reason why I changed it was because the other name, Therapist, was when I was younger. First of all, it was given to me by my mentor. I was really just a kid. They gave me a name and I was like, ‘Aight, y’all like it? I like it.’ I came to love it, I learned to love it, because it really became my style and who I was. At the end of the day, it always felt like a wrestler name. [...] I had to do something more like my name. Jermaine Cole, J. Cole.
J. Cole, the name we came to love and admire, talks to Trace Urban about how he went from being called, “Therapist” as a young rapper, where he got that name, and why he dropped it. Check out the video after the jump to see J. Cole talk about being “Therapist”.
J. Cole Announces First World Tour
August 17, 2011 By Leave a Comment
J. Cole announced that he is going on his first “Cole World” World Tour starting on Augut 23rd.
J. Cole Cole World Tour Dates
August 23rd – Vancouver, BC (Vogue)
August 25th – Edmonton, AB (Edmonton Events Centre)
August 27th – Calgary, AB (Flames Central)
August 30th – Saskatoon, SK (Odeon Theatre)
August 31st – Winnipeg, MB (Garrick Center)
September 3rd – Toronto, ON (Sound Academy)
September 6th – London, ON (Music Hall London)
September 7th – Montreal, QC (Club Soda)
September 10th – Orlando, FL (The Beacham Theatre)
September 11th – Miami, FL (Revolutions)
September 14th – Houston, TX (Warehouse Live)
September 15th – New Orleans, LA (House of Blues)
September 16th – Dallas, TX (Southside Music Hall)
September 17th – Austin, TX (Emos)
September 19th – Denver, CO (The Ogden)
September 20th – Albuquerque, NM (Sunshine Theater)
September 21st – Phoenix, AZ (The Venue)
September 22nd – Los Angeles, CA (Club Nokia)
September 23rd – San Francisco, CA (Regency)
September 29th – Winston Salem, NC (Winston Salem State University)
October 2nd – Atlanta, GA (Tabernacle)
October 4th – Cleveland, OH (House of Blues)
October 6th – Kalamazoo, MI (Kalamazoo State Theatre)
October 7th – Detroit, MI (Royal Oak)
October 8th – Milwaukee, WI (The Rave)
October 9th – Chicago, IL (House of Blues)
October 12th – Philadelphia, PA (Electric Factory)
October 13th – Charlotte, NC (Fillmore)
October 14th – Norfolk, VA (Old Dominion University)
October 15th – Elizabeth City, NC (Elizabeth City State University)
October 16th – Myrtle Beach, SC (House of Blues)
October 19th – Washington, DC (Fillmore)
October 20th – Baltimore, MD (Sound Stage)
October 21st – Albany, NY (Armory)
October 22nd – Worcester, MA (Palladium)
October 23rd – Providence, RI (Lupo’s)
October 25th – New York, NY (Best Buy Theatre)
October 31st – Liverpool, UK (Echo Arena/TinieTempah UK Arena Tour)
November 1st – New Castle, UK (Metro Radio Arena/TinieTempah UK Arena Tour)
November 2nd – Glasgow, UK (SECC/TinieTempah UK Arena Tour)
November 4th – London, UK (O2 Arena/TinieTempah UK Arena Tour)
November 5th – Bournemouth, UK (BIC/TinieTempah UK Arena Tour)
November 6th – Birmingham, UK (LG Arena/TinieTempah UK Arena Tour)
November 7th – Manchester, UK (MEN Arena/Tinie Tempah UK Arena Tour)
November 8th – Cardiff, UK (Motorpoint Arena/ Tinie Tempah UK Arena Tour)
November 11th – London, UK (Electric Ballroom)
November 12th – Birmingham, UK (Institute)
November 13th – Cardiff, UK (Solus)
November 14th – South Hampton, UK (University)
November 17th – Glasgow, UK (ABC)
November 18th – Liverpool, UK (Academy)
November 19th – Sheffield, UK (Academy)
November 20th – Manchester, UK (Academy 2)
November 22nd – Cambridge, UK (Junction)
November 24th – Bristol, UK (Academy)
November 26th – Norway (Waterfront / UEA)
November 30th – Brussels, Belgium (VK*)
December 1st – Amsterdam, Holland (Melkweg)
December 2nd – Germany (TBD)
December 3rd – Copenhagen, Denmark (VEGA)
December 4th – Malmo, Sweden (Babel)
December 6th – Gothenburg, Sweden (Parken)
December 7th – Stockholm, Sweden (Nalen)
December 8th – Oslo, Norway (Rockefeller)
December 10th – Berlin, Germany (TBD)
December 12th – Paris, France (La Cigale)
J. Cole “Work Out” Official Music Video & Lyrics
August 16, 2011 By Leave a Comment
J. Cole “Work Out” Official Music Video & Lyrics
Lyrics:
(I wanna see you work for me, work out for me)
Hey, we got a good thing
Don’t know if I’ma see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I can’t be your man, no ma’am
I know whats on your brain
You’re probably hoping never would end
Like is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand
Let me see you get high and go low
Now girl won’t you drop that thing down to the floor
I’m here for one night, how far would you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
High and go low
Now girl won’t you drop that thing down to the floor
I’m here for one night, how far would you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
[Verse 1]
She like them bar with the big old chains
Ride around town in the big old Range
I knew her when I riding big old chains
Now the little nigga doing big old things
Would you look at that, I came back for her
Just to give it to her, like you asked for it
Man that thing in them jeans too fat for her
It rebounds so I caught it off the backboard
I told her, baby girl come here
Know I run the town even when I aint from there
And I brag hardly but just to show up at this party I made
What your nigga make in one year, thats unfair but
So is life, take a chance roll a dice
Money can’t buy you love cause it’s over priced
Don’t overthink just hope it’s right
I’m only here for the night
Hey, we got a good thing
Don’t know if I’mma see you again, see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I can’t be your man, no ma’am
I know whats on your brain
You’re probably hope it never would end
Like is it the real thing
Or is it just a one night stand
Well then
Let me see you get high and go low
Now girl would you drop that thing down to the floor
I’m here for one night, how far would you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
High and go low
Now girl won’t you drop that thing down to the floor
I’m here for one night, how far would you go?
I wanna see you work out for me, work out for me
[J Cole - Verse 2]
Carolina blue kicks, fresh on the scene
Hottest nigga on the block, damn girl you mean
They be starting shit, but it’s your world
On my Martin shit, you go girl
She bad and you know it, some niggas save Hoes
I’m not that heroic
Could you be my escort
Cause just like them two door Fords
Damn, they don’t make ‘em like you no more
Cole World, real Cole World
Them boys cool, me I’m on fire
Know whats on my mind, tryna see whats on yours tonight
tonight, tonight
Move slow, cause you wanna live fast
Up late so you probably skip class
Life is a test so before the night pass get right
get right
Hey, we got a good thing
Don’t know if I’mma see you again, see you again
But is that a good thing?
Cause girl I can’t be your man, no ma’am
I know whats on your brain
You’re probably hoping it never would end
Like is it the real thing or is just a one night stand
Well then
(Cole World)
Straight up, now tell me do you really wanna love me forever
Oh, oh, oh
Or is it just a hit and run
(Well, hey)
Straight up I tell ya I just really wanna cut when we together
Oh, oh, oh
Come here girl, lets get it on
(Work out for me, work out for me)
Straight up now tell me do you really wanna love me forever?
Oh, oh, oh
Or is it just a hit and run
Well, Straight up I tell ya I just really wanna cut when were together
Oh, oh, oh
Come here girl lets get it on
(Work out for me, work out for me)
J.Cole Performs “Work Out” Live At The Bowery Ballroom, NYC
August 10, 2011 By Leave a Comment
Elle Varner ft. J. Cole “Only Wanna Give It To You” Music & Lyrics
August 7, 2011 By 1 Comment
Elle Varner ft. J. Cole “Only Wanna Give It To You” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
[Elle Varner]
Thought that you were just another Romeo
The shoe you best buy in the store
Went over, soon as I got home I wish I bought you instead
I got it, better take the black, take the navy and red
No other man has ever, ever had quite this effect
I sleep alone cause there’s no room in my bed
For any other lover when I go to my head
Your kisses hold me hostage
And I don’t wanna stop it
[Hook]
Cause I only wanna give it to you
And I want you more than a new pair of shoes
I only wanna give it to you
And I sure do hope that you feel like I do
I came before this digital ocean
Where folks only move in digital motion
But you’re so classic I want you more than my Adidas
All the bees are getting at you cause your honey is sweeter
I need you, you’re no good to my head
Your kisses hold me hostage and I don’t want to stop it
[Hook]
Cause I only wanna give it to you
And I want you more than a new pair of shoes
I only wanna give it to you
And I sure do hope that you feel like I do
Yeah, love is good, what can I say?
I just don’t know, my love wont trip for the weekend?
Here to stay for all of the seasons!
You’re the weakness that I can’t control!
[J Cole]
Baby you all I need to get by
You fly, so you’re all I need to get high
You got it? so put ya number in this camera phone
And we can live like the camera’s on
No strip, though.. these boys claiming they ball
Got no grip, though
My flow switchmode, it’s so schizo
So i’m the one that your girl blow a kiss for
You’ve got to love me, Cold World, no snuggy
Baddest girls hug me, my mind on you though
You’re hoping I’m the one
But I already knew though
It ain’t no secret that I get around: true
But girl, you make me want to settle down with you
Get a crib with a view, lay up in the bed, make a kid, maybe 2
All my exgirlfriends gon have to get a clue
Cause the rumors that you heard about is true!
[Hook x2]
Cause I only wanna give it to you
And I want you more than a new pair of shoes
I only wanna give it to you
And I sure do hope that you feel like I do
J. Cole “Unabomber” Music & Lyrics
August 2, 2011 By Leave a Comment
J. Cole “Unabomber” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
[Intro]
Yeah
Fresh off the motherf-cking broadcast
And I’m here, fuego nigga
Yeah, hey, uh, it’s happening fast
Yeah, uh
[Verse 1]
I told niggas on the low, but they ain’t hear it though
Boy that man in the mirror is a miracle
Hey wipe your face, momma told you no more tears would flow
We eating better than we was a few years ago
Send you Western Union on my pay day, a week later it’s May day
So you returned the favor, we stayed afloat like some sailors
Bill collectors blowing us up, the couldn’t fade us
Bitch I made straight A’s, go ‘head, try and degrade us, haters
But this one’s funny: man one year later I was on them phones
Collecting money, a lesson for me: everybody’s got a story dog
Unfortunately learned I can’t do nothing for you dog
I’m trying to run the whole game like a morning jog
With hits like a porno blog
Not hopping out to shower to make ten dollars an hour
Ain’t judging though, to each his own
You pay your bills and raise your kids inside a decent home
More power to you, but a message to you f-ck niggas
I hope your kids grow up and never wanna f-ck with you
This punk nigga knocked up two hoes at the same time
And told this nigga they was lying dog, they ain’t mine
That’s cold blooded but ain’t nothing new
Same old, f-ck it though, what’s up with you?
If you made it this far listening without skipping
Then I gotta show love, don’t worry I’m just venting
The late night thoughts of a nigga on a mission
And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position
Tuck that ass in and then I went and grabbed a pen
And now you have it, words flowing like magic, it’s truly accurate
You niggas posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant!
Nobody touching me, it’s like I got the cooties rapping
Remember when we called niggas African booty scratchers?
Yeah that was random, but man, so is life
You grab your needle, grab your thread, and hope you sew it right
I find myself fiendin’ for a spot to go at night
With the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite
The fast lane makes me reminisce on slower life
The unabomber, bitch I’m blowing up over night (BOOM!)
[Outro]
Hey, yo, it’s happening fast
I say it’s happening fast
All the drama that I had to get past
Will it last? Or will it pass?
Just as quick as it came
Hoes knowing my name
Dog, welcome to fame
I pray to God we don’t change
But even if you don’t
Most niggas look at you strange
But I guess I can’t complain (Hey)
Hey man it’s happening fast
I say it’s happening fast
I say it’s happening fast
J. Cole “Knock On Wood” Music & Lyrics
August 1, 2011 By Leave a Comment
J. Cole “Knock On Wood” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
[Intro:]
Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, and on the count of three, baby girl (x2)
Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, Cole, hey
And on the count of three, Blow up, Blow up
[Verse: J. Cole]
And that I will, nigga, that I will
I keep a checklist of rappers that I’mma kill
I used to play the bleachers before I had a deal
Now a nigga gettin burnt, just imagine how that feel
Hmm, ill, fantastic
Flip rhymes, flip beats, nigga, “Jam”nastics
Your style hot now, but they just can’t last with
Something like the rap sand-castle
Gone with the tide, I’m here for the seasons
Bend yo’ ass over bitch I’m here for a reason
Cold breezin’, flow freezin’
This ain’t spittin ho, I’m sneezin’
Used to hit South Beach, stay at the Parisian
No fun nigga, low funds was the reason
Old school bed that the hoes got pleased in
Now them Lowes doors, is what I throw keys in
Man talk about a come up
Niggas see me in the street they talk about The Come Up
Or talk about the Warm Up
Or nigga when your album drop?
And why these lil’ rappers like to run their mouth alot?
And J. Cole, are you really from the south or not?
I see your chains, man them thangs, must have cost alot
Aye do you get a chance to hang out with the boss alot?
Even them hating niggas like you at the barbershop
Cole.. Yeah, that’s my muhf-cking name
Nigga couldn’t even watch the All Star game
Had to do the whole Valentines Day thang
Gotta play the game, so my lady won’t complain
Three or four days, I be back on a plane
Do a couple shows, where the people know my name
Look man, the crowd full of pretty young dames
If you gon’ do dirt, then you can’t, leave a stain
Mang, Tiger Woods y’all
He like them white girls, I like them hoods y’all
She got her head straight, she got a good job
She give the best brain, she got them good jaw
I got that good game, that’s cause I’m good y’all
And J. Cole the lil’ engine that could y’all
And yeah I’m coming for the top, like I should y’all
And bitch I never fall off, knock on wood y’all
Cole
J. Cole “Disgusting” Official Lyrics
May 5, 2011 By Leave a Comment
Lyrics:
Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)
Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)
I told them recognize , Smith and Wesson.
Now I got her in my bedroom busting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
Yeah they talk but they don’t know nothing
Nigga eat a dick we the shit no flushing
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
What is you discussing?
Hey, Oh NO
Not another line about how life’s a bitch
Well fuck the world and enjoy it
If she is, wonder can she ride the dick.
If so I take her on a voyage
I like em long legged, Mega Thick
Work it out Ya know employ it
You wanna know how I know I’m the shit
Cuz I keep clogging up the toilet
Coley Cole, Fresh as a Four week old
Not a scratch on me, Hoes ask for me
Niggas ask bout me, Silly if you doubt me
Close your eyes and see where the game is headed without me
Give you the realest nigga, give you the chills
You looking at the reason the label gave you the deal
You remind ‘em of me, Let’s see how does it feel
To know I fathered you niggas and left you out of my will.
Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)
Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)
I told her recognize, Smith and Wesson
Now I got her in my bedroom busting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
Yeah they talk but they don’t know nothing
Nigga eat a dick we the shit no flushing
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
What is you discussing?
‘Nuff of that bullshit cake rap
With your childlike scriptures
I’m busting off nigga take that!
Don’t let the limelight get ya
The hood said we fuckin with you cole say
And we gon’ ride right wit ya
Yeah we know you got college degrees
But we got prior’s like Richard
And here we are
Raps is like CPR
Nigga turn on your tv, BET, you see a star
Me and my team like ET,
Completely we be from Mars
Damn he got bars as if hes speaking of CB4
Need a barrage
A freaky broads, to keep me hard
Like 3 Nicki Minaj’s, flow completely retarded
So I’m deeply regarded as one of the gods
And yes her ass clappin so that a round of applause
I guess
Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)
Can’t help but think about it all the time.
And you know what’s on my mind (x4)
I told her recognize, Smith and Wesson
Now I got her in my bedroom busting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
Yeah they talk but they don’t know nothing
Nigga eat a dick we the shit no flushing
Nigga that’s disgusting, that’s disgusting
What is you discussing?
Notorious B.I.G. ft.J.Cole “Can I Get Wit Ya” Official Lyrics
February 26, 2011 By
Lyrics:
[Notorious B.I.G]
Another day in the ghetto
One look outside I’m already upset yo
It look about a hundred-and-two
It’s a Saturday and Biggie ain’t got nuttin to do
Uhh, I’m intrrupted by a phone ring
Sometimes I wish I never got the motherf-ckin thing
“Hello hello? Can I speak to Biggie?”
Yo who dis? “Taisha” Yo call back, I’m busy
Why don’tcha hit me on the box a little later
Washed up, got dressed, hits the elevator
Steps out it’s the same old scene
Dopefiend, crackfiend, eyewitness news team
I seen a honey with a butt lookin butter soft
I know she looks much better with them clothes up off
Sittin all thick, with the ruby red lipstick
That’s the one I gotta get with
[Chorus - Biggie Smalls]
Can I get wit’cha, can I get wit’cha
Can I get wit’cha, can I get wit’cha
“Why you wanna get with me?”
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
Can I get wit’cha, can I get wit’cha
Can I get wit’cha, can I get wit’cha
“Why you wanna get with me?”
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T
[J. Cole]
I’m tryna get with ya girl, I aint even goin’ stunt
Miss Fat booty, man I seen it from the front
I mean that shit was pumped, had me fiendin’ from the jump
And that ass was right, shit would make a fag look twice
So I approach like “shawty , whats good with cha?”
N-gga was hopin’ to go back to the hood with ya
And yeah I see them other n-ggas tryna look at cha
Wouldn’t slang the thing right even if they could get ya
Me I’m from the Ville where we learn how to mack well
And you gon’ yell when I hit it from the back well
Take you to the crib and throw on a little Maxwell
Grab a condom know cause, shit, I don’t know you that well
haa, was f-cking with that
Far from hater but see dem brothers was wack
So don’t you worry bout them mean muggin’ girl
I’m tougher than that
And n-ggas mad cause this light skinned brotha is back
I’m sayin’ though
[Biggie Smalls Chorus & Interlude]
[J. Cole]
Stripes on the Polo
On the late night, f-cking your wife on the low low
My pipe like a pogo stick, no homo
No ice but I’m cold though
Cologne on my nuts in case she might wanna go low
I’m from the Ville where n-ggas fight for the dolo
So think twice or take the same advice from the fo’fo’
Me running to PoPo and muthaf-ckin’ no go
A Carolina n-gga, I’m the muthaf-ckin logo
Shit, fly as hell on my ozone shit
Disrespect me n-gga you could get your cornroll split
And that goes for you too, I’m on my Bono shit
N-ggas got no delivery thats that Digiorno shit
I got porno chicks callin’, I still neglect them n-gga
I’m about my money like a bill collector
For you slow n-ggas I put it more in laymans
If you aint talkin’ money its a foreign language
But uh, shawty can I get wit cha
[Chorus - Biggie Smalls]
Can I get wit’cha, can I get wit’cha
Can I get wit’cha, can I get wit’cha
“Why you wanna get with me?”
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T, see
Can I get wit’cha, can I get wit’cha
Can I get wit’cha, can I get wit’cha
“Why you wanna get with me?”
Cause you got a big B-U-T, T
J. Cole “Nothing Like It” Official Lyrics
February 26, 2011 By
Lyrics:
[J. Cole]
Yeah, Pistol Pete flow, smoke like a swisha sweet blow
Cole world, get ya Pea Coat
Rappers got no point, n-ggas miss the free throws so
Ain’t no mystery why there picking me for
I’ve been hot since ’97, I aint Mr Cee though
I am Mr NC boy, with the pen destroy any emcee boy
I’m skinny, didn’t eat so I’m hungry like a hostage
Finally seeing money so it’s funny how they eyes lit
Surprise its, that n-gga that you should have been on
I handed you n-ggas my demo, dawg I couldn’t get on
One time for my city bitch I’m putting it on
Like a condom when I’m with your girl, ballin’ like it’s intramural
Back in school, hoopin’ to impress the girls
We was young and disconnected from the rest of World
I reminsce on Andrea, eh, God bless ya girl
She used to let me sit in class and caress her curves
Help a n-gga get through puberty, the lessons learned
From her, wasn’t nothing like it
We passed notes, she read minds like a f-cking psychic and write back
I was the class clown, I told jokes and hope she liked that
Rode the bus home and wonder how it be to pipe that
If I was just a little faster I know I could have smashed her
But was just a virgin, couldn’t make it past flirting
Now I’m taking baths with there naked ass jerkin
Make It Last forever playing in the background
You can that as whatever I was laying that down
She gon hat emy ass forever, I aint gon bring her back round
But hold up, what you expect it, how you feeling all neglected?
Sending all them texted spillin on your dresses
We knew just what this was before I was feeling on your breast’es
I never disrespected, I’m clever n-gga check it
I tried to warn these women, guess they never get the message
This is Cole, aint nothing like it
So girls don’t wanna f-ck him, now they wanna f-ckin’ like him
and hope you f-ckin’ wife him
Yeah, nuttin’ like him
Yeah, ooh, yeah, oh
Aint no other, aint no other n-ggas
A-aint no, aint no other n-ggas f-cking with me
Rappers throwin’ jabs but it feel like nothing hit me
Fake n-ggas, snake n-ggas I think something bit me
Scratch that, can’t impersonate perfection man
But I can school you, this here is the lesson plan
Now uh uh, some of y’all comparing me
Either you blind as hell or either you just don’t care to see
Don’t make me pull the trigger I think you n-ggas is daring me
Go f-ck around and get your favourite rapper embarrassed, see
I’m the supplier of that fire and the kerosene
Don’t wanna make a scene, those aint no shots fired
Just know the shit that I’m dropping, take you a lot higher
These n-ggas bitches on the low, they Mrs Doubtfire
How can you doubt fire, man if you brave enough then come put it out Sire
The South by your side, this the mouth for your eyes
You n-ggas spit it with no one to vouch for your lies
I spit it how you see it, but aint had the words to say it
I spit it how you think it but aint had the balls to speak it
I put it out, sit around and let the world critique it
Until the fans up on it early like a n-gga leaked it
Just know you f-cking with the best, this be our little secret
Until the world find out and then y’all gotta shed me
Til then just know theres nothing like him and theres nothing near me
Yeah you f-cking hear me
Yeah, yeh
J. Cole ft.B.o.B. “Pass Me By” Music & Lyrics
January 25, 2011 By
J. Cole ft.B.o.B. “Pass Me By” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
[Verse 1]
Yea, yea, yea,
Dear Mrs. Bill Collector
I know ya just doing your job, don’t mean to disrespect ya
But we’ve been going through this thang since way back
I told ya when I get the dough I would pay back
But I got problems babayy…yea, if you only knew
I got bigger problems babbayyy
So why ya talkin about the money that I owe, like as if I didn’t know man, it don’t mean nothing to me
Cause right now I got my lil boy crying, and my grandmother dying, could you please stop fuckin with me?
Listen here, I aint lookin for no tears, but my brother got a year, and my momma keep smoking that shit
On top of that, I’m broke, please put that in your notes for the next one to call me up talking that shit
[B.o.B]
So life don’t pass me by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
So life don’t pass me by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
[Verse 2]
Hey, Dear Mr. Policeman
Hey am I wrong, aint you suppose to keep the peace man?
I coulda swore I was driving pretty peaceful
So why the hell is you pullin over me fo’?
Is it this black Mercedez? (Oh now I get it, I get it, I get it)
Or cause I’m black? Hmmm, maybe
Hey, tell me why my hands start sweatin’ and I hold my breath everytime that you get behind me
I turn my music down, so you won’t hear a sound, man I’m nervous like I got a couple pounds on me
You pulled me over, you frown on me
With your flashlight, tell me what do you see
Thug niggas, drug dealers, its a trip, every nigga in this whip got a mothafuckin college degree
[B.o.B]
So life don’t pass me by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
[Verse 3]
Yea, my middle finger to the law, bustin off, tryna touch the sky
My teacher said, “Impossible”, but I’mma fuckin try
Plus how he gon’ tell me, he dont make the rules
There’s niggas dying everyday, but we don’t make the news
Instead they talkin bout some thunderstorm, cyclones
Timmy got his bike stole, top story, Tiger Woods “be fuckin all these white hoes”
Anchorman stop snitchin
Cut the commercial, he be texting all the side bitches, hey my goodness
How ironic, on trial for possession of some chronic
My lawyer came to court, man he was higher than the comet
Hey your honor, is you kidding? How you sit above me?
Are you perfect mothafucker, how you finna judge me?
When you home you dont cuss, drink and puff like us
These cops is bad boys, baby just like Puff
They hate they jobs and they days be fucked up like us
At the end of the day, you niggas just like us
[B.o.B]
So life don’t pass me by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
Cause sometimes it’ll leave you stuck don’t ask me why
Gotta keep this trailer moving, no time to cry cry
So lonely days I say goodbye bye
Gotta live for today so life won’t pass me by by
[End]
Rihanna ft.J. Cole “S&M” (Remix) Official Lyrics
January 18, 2011 By 1 Comment
Lyrics:
Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, na-na come on
Na-na-na, come on, come on
Come on, Na-na-na-na come on
Na-na-na, come on
Na-na-na, na-na, come on
Na-na-na, come on, come on
Come on, Na-na-na-na
Feels so good being bad
There’s no way I’m turning back
Now the pain is for pleasure, ’cause nothing can measure
Love is great, love is fine
Out the box, out of line
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more.
[Chorus]
‘Cause I may be bad, but I’m perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don’t care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But chains and whips excite me.
Na-na-na come on, come on
Come on, I like it, like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it (Na-na-na) come on
Come on, I like it, like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it.
[J. Cole]
Hey, you know they say pain is pleasure
Turn this up when you play this shit
One time for my latest girl
You can be one of my greatest hits
Tired of rapping ’bout chains and whips
Do you like to get chained and whipped
Do you like rough sex, hit em like I’m upset
Do they get your panties wet
Let, let, lets go, you rocking with Cole, it’s the best flow
With the game on lock while them lamo’s watch
I’m on fire, they are not
I kick down the door, they all knock
Bitch I’m a boss, they on a clock
You used to be a good girl, don’t matter
Since you got bad, you only got badder
[Chorus]
‘Cause I may be bad, but I’m perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don’t care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones,
But chains and whips excite me.
Na-na-na come on, come on
Come on, I like it, like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it (Na-na-na) come on
Come on, I like it, like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it.
S, S, S & M, M, M
S, S, S & M, M, M
Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me
Oh, you turn me on
It’s exactly what I’ve been yearning for
Give it to me strong
And meet me in my boudoir
Give my body some AHH, AHH, AHHHH,
I like it, like it
[Chorus 2x]
Na-na-na come on, come on
Come on, I like it, like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it [Na-na-na] come on
Come on, I like it, like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it, like it.
S, S, S & M, M, M
S, S, S & M, M, M
S, S, S & M, M, M
S, S, S & M, M, M
J. Cole “Home For The Holidays” Music & Lyrics
November 14, 2010 By 1 Comment
J. Cole “Home For The Holidays” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
Hey, this is the story of a young’n dreamin
left his city to see if he could be what he dreamin’
big city on his own sh-t
but every now and then a n-gga get home sick
pick up the phone, holla at my partner he telling em, be warned
a lot of sh-t been changing the time you’ve been gone
the streets got meaner, the hoes got growner
and went and got baby’s the day they got a diploma
damn, there’ll be some n-ggas missing when you fly back
if you black, they sending you to jail or to Iraq
old buddy that we hoop with, with a bad chick and a fly lac
anda gold chain, caught him on a merc, tryna buy crack
damn homie, sh-t, in high school you was the man homie
f-ck happened to you,
used to beat n-ggas down at the buses after school
now you looking like a muthaf-cking fool
[Chorus]
Say I’ll be home for the holidays
so when you see me, better holla at me
I gotta get up put this city ‘fore it try to trap me
I gotta leave, i wish I could stay
but I’ll be home for the holidays
and to those that I used to know
from way before, keep your head up
come lets get this bread up
girl, I gotta go, wish I could stay
but I’m coming hme for the holidays
[J. Cole - Verse 2]
This is a story bout some puppy love
but at the time boy, I was feeling like this must be love
although now Im on my grown sh-t
she mad as hell, a n-gga still get home sick
I was fresh up off a scholarship
dressed like a black man in college sh-t
got a little knowledge now Im following the politics
but I still gotta holla at my old chick
so sweet, so thick, girl pick up your phone, it’s me
she said “we aint homies no more”
you go to college and you act like you don’t know me no more
girl, we got history semester seem so long
the last time I seen ya baby you aint have no clothes on
so if history repeats itself
when I get home, girl its on, you aint gone need ya belt
or your pants or your drawers, then we hit the rewind
just don’t give it up in the meantime
[Chorus]
[J. Cole - Verse 3]
man i reminisce on them school days
i know you know them act a fool days
that missed the bus then hit the blunt and go to school blazed
that trying to get laid so i gotta stay fly
but a n-gga had a shot you’d have thought thats where the bulls play
wished this freshman could used a little Kool-aid
crushing on them upper clansmen but it was tool late
buddy she was dating he had the freshest shoes
but the n-gga was graduated but he never made two a’s
hey if you’re listening we got in to school
but who will pay our tuition man
these n-ggas crazy
one year cost about the same as a Mercedes (benz)
four years cost white crib and a baby
ay maybe this aint for me
if only i could be Lebron with the strength to leave
the worst part about growing up man the shit just aint for free
maybe i can be someone people pay to see
and maybe i should move up outta here to the place to be
to get from a to z ay what you think im crazy
if i told you one day that Imma sign with jay-z
and will i make it i guess we gotta wait and see
[Chorus]
J. Cole “Love Me Not” Music & Lyrics
November 14, 2010 By 5 Comments
J. Cole “Love Me Not” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
Feel like she loves me
she loves me
and then she loves me not
she loves me not
feel like she loves me
she loves me
and then she loves me not
she loves me not
then she loves me not
[Verse 1]
Hey, I know that this aint nothing that you used to
out of the ordinary, unusual
I know you had your whole life planed out
so to watch this pan out I know this shit gotta confuse you
I know you wonder why i had to choose you
then wanna take you for granted or abuse you
so I’mma keep it honest
I think it’s a little ironic
if I hit another chick its gonna bruise you
shit, staring out the window of this plane
thinking if it crash, I’ll never see your ass again
wouldnt that be a shame
cause look at all the shit we overcame
made it through the falme and never got cremated
I made it to the fame and never got too jaded
all them other couples we f-ck with, secretly hated
flash forward it’s been year, we’re the only ones that made it
sh-t remember I was straying from home
and where I wanna be was my favourite song
sometimes I still be on my Donnell Jones
but I just can’t leave you alone
[Chorus]
[Verse 2]
she know me like a book, its too easy to read my ass
unhappy stressed, yelling don’t mislead my ass
I mean I make it so easy don’t please my ass
the shoe was on the other foot and you would leave my ass
its true that, true that
my song all on the radio
Who Dat!
am i so far gone, used to see both sides like the Mohawk on
now I know you wonder why this phone lock on
all this time I’ve been with ya you aint used to do that
I loved you ass way before I knew you could wrap
the way you breaking my heart i should sue you for that
calling my uncles and my cousins have them do you for that
we had a deal you aint keeping up your end of the shit
in my mind I know she got the short end of the stick
trying justify it, man we finna be rich
and some bad b-tch I barely know sending me flix
[Chorus]
J. Cole “The Autograph” Music & Lyrics
November 14, 2010 By 3 Comments
J. Cole “The Autograph” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
[J.Cole]
They say anythings possible,
you gotta dream like you never seen obstacles
chasing obscene profits so we ain’t stopping for the red lights
look in my rear view all I see is n-ggas headlights
catch me if you can hoe
they try and sack me and I scramble
look up in the sky you’ll see exactly where I am bo
hey, don’t you see me man?
making my wishes come true with no genie man
I got the keys to my beamer with no Beanie Man
I’m on these rich n-ggas ass no bikini man
I bring the real to the day the Lord free me man
never imagined that the kids would wanna be me man
eh, could it be that I give the hopeless broke kids, hope
caught me walking through the mall, looking like he seen a ghost
silly head to approach, whats up young blood
aint it strange, a year ago today I was counting change
yeah hopping trains up in New York city
though I gotta thank God cause if you weren’t with me
than I surely woulda died
you can throw the fork in me
this my New Years resolution, dawg
no more Pork in me
uh, I aint no Muslim though
Kuran butler I’m a wizard if he doesnt know
its young Simba, I’m ballin’ til the buzzard blow
you try and kick the shit I kick you gon stub your toe
boy thats just how tough I go
see this is my life work
this shit you callin classic, I be like that mic work
want you to feel something new, thats how a dike work
and ask me bout pressure, they wanna see my pipe burst
not tonight n-gga
not tonight n-gga
yeah, hey
hey, man, hey
Man, I rap so vicious but I talk so politely
never met a baby momma, momma who don’t like me
met a couple baby fathers though they wanna fight me
I hit her til she snooze, like the news n-gga nightly
send her back to you when she no longer excites me
no she bitter with this n-gga
cause he aint quite me
one things for certain baby, you are a wifey
two things for f-cking sure
I am not the husband thoguh
so run back to him while you still can
he sticking with his wife and kid, yeah thats a real man
I was ashamed all along and I still am
we let the lust interupt something real, damn
girl we grown so you gotta play your own position
I wouldn’t say that you a hoe, just made a hoe decision
eh, you can blame it on the liquor like a prohibitions
we both know thats what you wanted girl
I know you listening
hey
girl I know you listening
uh I know you listening
hey, yeah
Shout out to the bootleggers who supply my shit
the fans online trying to find my shit
and to then-ggas listening but wont buy my sh-t
and catch me in the street wanna ride my d-ck
y’all n-ggas is the worst, see me like
“J. Cole homie, can you sign my burnt CD”
n-gga please, an album ten dollars
you act like it’s ten g’s
this food for thought cost the same as 2 numbers three’s
so at ease with that broke shit
we all tryna get a dollar boy, no sh-t
you know I feel ya pain, thats why I slang this hope sh-t
and give you lines that you rewind and think oh sh-t
these rappers talk a lot of money, cars and hoes sh-t
I give you that and a whole lot more sh-t
than got richer and still rapping like I’m poor sh-t
you n-ggas thinnk you know sh-t, n-gga you don’t know sh-t
hoe bitch!!!
Yeah, Cole Bitch!!!
J Cole n-gga
hey
J. Cole Friday Night Lights Tracklist
November 13, 2010 By 5 Comments
1. Friday Night Lights
2. Too Deep For The Intro
3. Before I’m Gone
4. Back To The Topic
5. You Got It (ft Wale)
6. Villematic
7. Enchanted (ft Omen)
8. Blow Up
9. Higher
10. In The Morning (ft Drake)
11. 2Face
12. The Autograph
13. Best Friend
14. Cost Me A Lot
15. Premeditated Murder
16. Home For The Holidays
17. Love Me Not
18. See World
19. Farewell
20. Bonus – Looking For Trouble (Kanye West ft J. Cole. Pusha T, Big Sean, Cyhi Da Prynce)
J. Cole “Too Deep For The Intro” Music & Lyrics
November 13, 2010 By 7 Comments
J. Cole “Too Deep For The Intro” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
Yeah,
hey,
yeah,
Partially functional, half of me is comfortable
the other half is close to the cliff like Mrs Huckstable
these boys got them hoslters and clips they pack like lunchables
like white boys in grade school
we ate school made food just
eyeing they sh-t, wish I was trying they sh-t
knowing when mama hit the store she wasn’t buying that sh-t
no I aint crying a bit man
thats just life thats just how shit work
you reach your hand in fire, you pull it back when you get burnt
gotta learn when you get hurt
even if its with cupid
he beat you and you went back
who’s officially stupid
oh yeah I understand thats your man,
you had a plan
you been together for some years
you sticking with him for the kids
so you overlook the tears but we both know thats a bad look
cause 20 years from now your daughter will probably get her ass whooped
if this too deep for the intro I’ll find another use
but just in case its perfect let me introduce
cole, cole, cole
if this too deep for the intro I’ll find another use
but just in case its perfect let me introduce
it’s Cole, i had a dream and so I made a move
a ill ass n-gga who just so happened to stay in school
still rap for hustlers and muthaf-ckers that hated school
said thats for busters that heard my sh-t and I made it cool
This aint to say that I’m gifted as if I’m Christmas shopping
I got gangsta n-ggas that lining up in that missions office
and possibly cause all the hoe n-ggas scrape
and I sh-t up on my plate so you know a n-gga late to my first class
I’d much rather sit up in first class
should I admit that a slutty b-tch was my first smash
was it experience so nah I didnt wear it out
always thought my first time would be with someone I cared about
but being a virgin was something to be embarrassed bout
I used to ask for practice so I wasnt scared out my mind
you call it rhymes I call it clearing out my mind
was just a young boy staring out my blind
till I got free from my momma leash
running loose through the streets
like a stray dog in heat
and we looking for some freaks can you play
pardon me, whats your name, don’t mistake me for no lame
no not me
she do hours on the team cause she seen how tall I’d be
in the club dappin’ n-ggas, (?) R-I-P
damn, you win some, you lose some
that just how its happens
and if a n-gga step up to ya, then you gotta scrap em
your name is all you got, throwing hands by the bathroom
its funny I barely told nobody I started rapping
cause see some n-ggas was haters that I viewed as clowns
at 14 I knew I was the nicest dude around
I gotta make a move, I gotta do this now
if they don’t know your dreams, than they cant shoot em down
[End]
J. Cole ft.Omen “Enchanted” Music & Lyrics
November 13, 2010 By 23 Comments
J. Cole ft.Omen “Enchanted” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
[J. Cole]
Yea, this is where the
yea, this is where the fathers aint living
at least not with us
might see em round the city and won’t even say wassup
when n-ggas play tough, wont even smile in mirrors
and we learn to f-ck hoes off trial and error
just a small time n-gga, big city hustle
glued to the TV, Jigga, Diddy, Russell
these were our heroes, strictly for them zero’s
for that Robert Deniro, n-ggas reload on them kilo’s
dodgin them people,
mad at myself cause I done seen some things that I’d rather not tell
shawty smole crack and her boyfriend too
sometimes he touch her daughter like them boyfriends do
pull up to the club where the boys went too
see that yellow tape and the boys in blue
a n-gga on a strecther and though i never met ya
Im thinking God Bless ya, they city try and get ya
man, don’t let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes, know the ropes lke a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts saying we miss ya
(we miss ya)
Come with me,
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la
Come with me,
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la
[Omen]
yea, lets see God
I know you only do whats best for me
but is it cool if we negotiate my destiny
they always tellin’ me it’s temporary
than why its feelling like a cemetary
my dreams aint got no obituaries
my city hurting and none of us were equiped here
you heard me say I was ballin’
i probably make tears
I’m trying to get clear
I’m tryna quit fear
who wrote the scripts here
these kids live there whole life just killing time
running the race with no finish line
they tryna noose us with they ropes
but Im tryna climb
I think my foolish pride might become my suicide
but I aint tryna go, no baby
and through these lines and quotes you gotta find some hope
cause I aint dying
my words gon’ last forever,
you can hold the treasure
look inside you can see a diamond in my mind
Im tired of seeing dope fiends, wiping they nose clean
is my neighbourhood just a smoke screen
I think Im in the (?) I see lo green
sons raised by bo queens but there’s no kings
(no kings, no kings)
[J. Cole Hook]
Come with me,
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la
Come with me,
Run quick see, what do we have here
Now, do you wanna ride or die
La dadada, la la la la
[J. Cole Verse 3]
It seems like n-ggas either feel ya or they try and kill ya
I face the sky and hope to God aint acting unfamiliar
you play whatever cards he deal no matter how peculiar
they tell me that its God’s will, I’m asking God will ya
iller a n-gga from artist pain, momma smoking cocaine as it rains out
am I to blame, try to stay sane so I came out-side
where they rock with them thangs out
to clear my mind at the same time they blew that boys brains out
but will it change, its like n-ggas is free but our minds still in the chains
brothers killing eachother, the blood spill its a shame
will it ever slow up
alot of n-ggas getting older but they never grow up
and do they son’s like they fathers did and never show up
don’t even cry about it, just another episode of life
watch the season n-gga no re-runs
the devil buying soul’s n-gga no refunds
man, don’t let the city get ya
f-ck the horoscopes know the ropes like a wrestler
if them bullets wet ya bet ya momma need a tissue
your face on the front of our shirts screaming we miss ya
another day, another song, a mother prays
another gone
but still we play like aint nothing wrong
like aint nothing wrong
cause aint nothing wrong
Im not as fast, I’m not as tall
but before I pass
I gotta ball
I gotta ball
I gotta ball
n-gga I gotta ball
J. Cole “2Faces” Official Lyrics
November 13, 2010 By 2 Comments
Lyrics:
[Intro]
Hey I got a dolla in a dream
But its all a n-gga got so its about that green
And im all up in that spot
Hey
[Verse 1]
Yeah the mental state of a young black genius conflicted
The fast life I done seen on the screen is addictive
Money and clothes I done dreamed about
And all the hoes that I thinked about
Ey tell me am I wrong for visualizing material shit I neva had
Waving gats instead of flags the American dream
Why do we cling to the villians?
Knowing they killin’
My n-ggas high enough to swaing from the ceiling
Ink from the pen spilling on my notebook
Filled with dreams, this is my whole book
Still the screams from girls shot and killed fill my head on a daily
At times I question God can you blame me they can’t tame me?
My voice screech through the street Im a beast on em
Oh no he will not fold you will not see a priest on him
He will not slip or lose his grip they got them cleats on em
But never will he run unless you call police on em
[Chorus]
One time, two times, three times
Sometimes I scrap sometimes Im throwin up the peace sign
Its two sides to a n-gga though
I said Its two sides to a n-gga yo
Ey look sometimes im feeling high
Then im feeling low
Lord will I die will I survive let a n-gga know
You say you know me but what side did you get to know?
Its two sides to a n-gga yo yo yo
[Verse 2]
Yeah some pussy n-ggas put out on me and my mans
Wasn’t for the pistol we drop em right there where he stands
But still we never ran foolish pride made us stand right there
Not understanding we could lose our life there
And then the hit us, thinking bout the close calls from long distance
Ugh as lil n-ggas in the Ville we was trippin
Type of nose ass niggas to watching the fight until its over
They ran when the gatts came out, I moved closer
Foolish what was I thinking? wasn’t trying to be cool its
Just the thrill of the danger get so filled up with anger
When a stranger get to violating
He sleeping on me wide awake, bitch i,ll annihilate him
Im tired of wait on my ticket out this mothaf-cka
Hope they don’t kill me before I get up out this mothaf-cka
I gotta go,
Now can I be that n-gga I thought I was? I gotta know
Will I make it like I thought I would? I gotta blow
[Chorus]
[Verse 3]
Yeah I seen heaven, seen hell
The two faces of the Ville
One side dreams, the other sides real
One side schemes, the other side deals
What the pain brings another mother cry still
Why the f-ck am I here God?
That n-gga died why the f-ck am I still alive?
I feel ashamed cause the good Lord done brought all this success to me
And all I seem to focus on is all this stress on me
Bless homie we breathin
Cold world got me sneezing
Wrote this when I was broke so hey I guess we even
Though it blows fighting demons trying to stop from bustin semen
In an unfamiliar bitch I know my n-ggas feel this shit
How could I f-ck her raw? And I just met the hoe
My dick took over it aint never felt this wet before
Im stressing in my mind but its way to late to stop it
Make this shit so bad, I had a condom in my pocket
Lets change the topic
Before I go berserk
I’m so alert, riding down 95
Naw I aint finna to go to work
I’m headed back home aint staying that long
I’m chasing dreams shawty im paying back loans
I’m paying dues that a n-gga paying tax on
Im tryina blow like a n-gga playing saxophone
Im playing daddy to another n-ggas daughter
don’t worry even Jesus never saw his real father
I don’t bother me at all though
Yeah say it don’t bother me
They got me thinking bout my mom though
Man I cant wait to sing this song I be like, I be like
[Outro]
Hey don’t cry hey ohh no
We aint gotta worry bout the money no more
We aint gotta worry bout how them bill get paid
We aint gotta worry how the meals get fed
Hey don’t cry hey ohh no
We aint gotta worry bout the money no more
We aint gotta worry bout how them bill get paid
We aint gotta worry how the meals get fed
Hey Hey Hey
J. Cole “Cost Me A Lot” Music & Lyrics
November 13, 2010 By 5 Comments
J. Cole “Cost Me A Lot” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
[Chorus]
What can I?
It’s cost me a lot
it’s cost me a lot
it’s cost me a lot
it’s cost me a lot
it’s cost me a lot
it’s cost me a lot
[J Cole - Verse 1]
Just one of them days
a n-gga feel like flossin’
a Stone Cold Stunna, victim Steve Austin
cool as Drew Breeze, I’m blowing a few G’s
just to hear them hoes say he’s awesome
he’s awful, yeah remember when ya fronted on me
pulled up beisde me in that big body and stunted on me
or when the bouncer just announced that it was bottle service only
then he kicked me out the line, yeah he punted on me
well look I’m back b-tch, back with an attitude
buying out the bar, cause I feel like this the sh-t I gotta prove
last year the cashier told me my card was not approved
now I’m tipping the server a hundred to show my gratitude
easy, told you I’d be back baby, I guess you aint believe me
now I’m living just like the n-ggas you see on TV
VIP feeling like this club oughta thank me
I hit the bar just so y’all can see I’m ballin’, HD
[Chorus]
(It’s cost me a lot)
big chains, big whips with wood grain
(It’s cost me a lot)
My God, my watch make momma think someone might rob
(It’s cost me a lot)
fast life and till the gas light
copped the type of sh-t you couldn’t get at half price
(It’s cost me a lot)
Look but don’t touch muthaf-cker, think twice
(It’s cost me a lot)
Now I don’t love no material things
but I’m in love with the feelings they bring
I got em like damn (how, how, how he do that)
damn (how, how, how, how he do that)
Now I don’t love no material things
but I’m in love with the feelings they bring
I got em like damn (how, how, how he do that)
damn (how, how, how, how he do that)
[J Cole - Verse 2]
Uh, knee deep in the game, my chain heavy
somebody get the pilot and ask “is the plane ready?”
to handle all the weight on my shoulders we taking off
don’t wanna meet Aaliyah but yet I can’t take it off
cause how I’m supposed to shine without the proper bling
remember when I did a show with Waka Flocka Flame
felt naked cause the boy rocked bout a dozen chains
guess we rock a lot of ice cause we got a lot of pain
thats 5 hundred years of selling, I’m tryna tell em
Jacob the Jeweller is cooler now he a felon
Jay put a stamp on the n-gga but wouldn’t nail him
if he couldnt sell him, so what that tell him huh?
my chain heavy and my b-tches look very thorough
must be the money like dealing with the Jerry curl
white Range, call that Muthaf-cker Larry Bird
I got em hanging on every word
[Chorus]
[End]
J. Cole “Farewell” Music & Lyrics
November 13, 2010 By 7 Comments
J. Cole “Farewell” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
yeah, farewell
hey, farewell
alllmy n-ggas farewell
fayettenam
look, some n-ggas let there dirt out,
some n-ggas keep it in ‘em
so when a man dies all his secrets go with him
and fame a part of history no longer known
done did a lot of dirt I’ll bury with me when i’m gone
when my story’s told, how will they tell it?
will they say I was a giver or will they say I was selfish
will they say I was a sinner or pretend I was a saint
will I go down as a winner, whats the picture they gon paint
wouldn’t say that I’m a quitter thats one thing I know I aint aint
will they tarnish, will they taint?
glorify me, overthink, say they know me, say I’m great
say I’m phoney, I was fake
say the things about me they never told me to my face
I was loved I was hated
just a n-gga with a dream
I’m a liar I was honest, I was all of these things
when I’m gone let em talk
they discussing who I am
when they bury me just know I was nothing but a man
wasn’t nothin’ but a man
This for n-ggas climbin’ heavens stairwell
yeah, hey farewell
yeh, hey farewell
this for n-ggas climbin’ heavens stairwell
I pray you farewell
I bid you farewell
yeah, ey, farewell
yeah, yeah
If I should die Lord this here is my will
reincarnate a n-gga send me right back to the Ville
let me relive my younger days just once again
reenact my memories from every friend to every sin
keeping demons buried in my closet
but yet I put in work like a deposit on my bank account
my eyes lit while I think about my childhood now Im blanking out
those were truly my best days
the only thing I had to stress was how the hell to get laid
gradually turn into me stressin’ how the hell to get paid
been making songs so long, now how the hell they get played
ok, I’m blowing up quickly
I guess the flow is sickly
but yet I can’t forget my past and hope it won’t forget me
got good grades but age can’t stop strays so pray for me
pour liquor for my n-ggas but hey, don’t wait for me
cause I’m trying to cheat death, she had to bury my ass
you know the cliche “lifes a bitch” well I’m gon marry that ass
and sign a pre-nup
think back to when we tore the skating rink up
rapping and we scrapping, we got older hit the teen club
gave mean mugs to n-ggas but we winked to all the girls
then we went back to the crib thinking we had saw the World
lyrics courtesy of www.musicalatinaymas.com
no way, came a long way from having mom chauffer
its hard to think these hoes at some point were so pure
but now we play the game, when its over send me back
I swear I’m not gon change a thing
I swear I’m not gon change a thing
This for them n-ggas climbin’ heavens stairwell
yeah, hey farewell
I pray you n-ggas farewell
this for n-ggas climbin’ heavens stairwell
hey farewell, hey farewell
yeah, farewell
yeh
J. Cole ft.Drake “In The Morning” Music & Lyrics
November 12, 2010 By 3 Comments
J. Cole ft.Drake “In The Morning” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
[J. Cole]
Baby you summertime fine, I let you get on top, I be the underline
Im trying to get beside you like the number 9, dime
You fine as hell, I guess I met you for a reason, only time can tell
But well, Im wondering what type of shit you wantin’
Do you like the finer things or you a simple woman
Would you drink with a n-gga, do you smoke weed
Don’t be ashamed, it aint no thing, I used to blow trees
Gettin lifted, I quit but sh-t, I might get high with you
Its only fitting cause Im looking super fly with you
A flower, you are powerful, you do something to me
cause girl I caught the vibe like you threw something to me
So i threw em back, now all my n-ggas hollerin, who was that
Oh boy, she bad n-gga, what you bout do with that
I’m finna take you home, just sip a little patron
Now we zonin’, baby you so fine
[Chorus]
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin’
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
And can I hit it in the morning
The sun rising while you moanin’
[Drake]
Uh, baby you winter time cold
The night is still young, drink that dinner wine slow
I’m trying to make the goose bumps on your inner thigh show
I’ll let you beat me there as far as finish lines go
Yeah, and if you gotta leave for work, I’ll be right here in the same bed that you left me in
I love thick women cause my aunt, she rode equestrian
I used to go to the stables and get those kids to bet me
And I would always ride the stallions whenever she let me
I’m joking, I mean that thing is poking
I mean you kinda like that girl that’s in the US Open
I mean I got this hidden agenda that you provoking
I got bath water that you can soak in
Things I could do with lotion
Dont need a towel, we could dry off in the covers
And when you think you like it, I promise you gon’ love it
Yeah, when lights coming through the drapes and we both yawning
I roll over and ask if..
[Chorus - Drake]
[J. Cole]
Hey, hey, God Bless the child that can hold his own
God Bless the woman that can hold patron
God Bless the homegirl that drove us home
No strings attached, like a cordless phone
You see my intentions with you is clear
I’m learning not to judge a woman by the shit that she wears
Therefore, you shouldnt judge a n-gga off of the shit that you hear
Get all defensive, apprehensive, all because my career
To be fair, I know we barely know each other and yeah
Somehow I wound up in your bed so where we headin from here
Just say you’re scared if you’re scared but if you through frontin’ we can do somethin
And you know just what Im talking about, tomorrow you’ll be calling out
Cause tonight we getting right into the wee morn’
Cooking n-gga breakfast after sex is like a reward
Then I go my way and you think about me all day, thats just a warning
[Chorus]
[End]
J. Cole ft.Wale “You Got It” Official Lyrics
November 11, 2010 By 9 Comments
J. Cole ft.Wale “You Got It” Official Lyrics
Lyrics:
[J. Cole - Chorus]
Hey, one time
hey, one time
one time
throw your hands to the sky tonight
cause I think I see the baddest lil thing in the World right now
but I gotta make sure I’m right
and girl you damn right, if your head right
I’ll be there every night
I just might change your life
cause baby…
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
you got it (you got it)
[J. Cole Verse 1]
Hey Cole World, real cold World
I watch it hit the floor and watch it drop it real low girl
last time I seen ya, you was a lil old girl
I had a crush now we grown and we still so thorough
clap for her, work it till you exhausted
I swear nothing worse than a bad bitch that lost it
brains off the chain, smart mouth with a dumb ass
God damn your ex man is a dumb ass
when you was leaving, did he put up a fight?
was he stressin’ you, wasn’t f-cking you right
well one man’s trash is another man’s treasure
one man’s pain is another man’s pleasure
one damn thing you can’t change is the weather
but even if it rain, we get rained on together
it’s whatever, you shine, I shine,
I know you got a 9-5 I’ll be your 5-9!
[J. Cole - Chorus]
[J. Cole Verse 2]
Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror
I’m picking through the cloud tryna see a little clearer
high heel wearer, hell of a body
first one to spot ya and I aint telling nobody
nope, I’m peaking at your ass, winking at your ass
if I dont beg I’ll be thinking bout your ass
for the whole week no time for cold feet
she too bad to pass, so fine I dont speak
I tell her my name Jermaine, I’m tryna be lowkey
she tell me I go tthat flame, your rhymes are so deep
man, girl thank you, shit you so bad know your daddy wish he could still spank you
hold up for these other n-ggas roll up and try and get ya
the ones that say they riders but never do ride with ya
I’m tryna vibe with ya so wont you throw me your phone number
and let them lames get ya old number
[J. Cole Chorus]
[Wale]
Roc Nation, Wale
look, Cole World, still a cold world
and a couple ya is cool but we a little more thorough
whole town, a little more girls
you know I spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure
hold up, low packs like I got cancer
choking on them white boys make a black panther
love my women with high heels and high standards
and only cheat on my broad if I run out of answers
I got that vicious flow, Moncler winter coat
I aint superstitious I make all these broads flip my pole
you dig it, this shit aint for beginners
I’m something like a fetus, im not quite kidd’n
and theres something you aint seeing like I block your vision
like my Remy with no juice, you a lot like Bishop
hundred k in 22 hours
see money talks, you muthaf-ckers is Boomhower
no check back, in debt yep
loud in my J, I smoking (?)
higher than I need to be
flyer cause I need to be
love our conversation but it’s late right now, I need a beat
one time for the Ville that Cole rep
another time for the city of slow death
I dont understand why these n-ggas so vexed
I dont need no chains with no cross to know that I’m blessed
[Chrous]
[End]
J. Cole “Before I’m Gone” Music & Lyrics
November 3, 2010 By 5 Comments
J. Cole “Before I’m Gone” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last
I don’t trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a hundred on the dash
if the police run up on me I aint stopping for their ass
boy you know my L’s dirty if they stop me I’m goin to jail surely
I’ll be next to my brother in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to bitches that smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call once and she’ll be all ready
yeah buddy cant you tell im goin thru hell
I don’t even open my mail
I’m in the shower with soap on the towel
I need cleansing
bad bitches all on the prowl they need Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running they mouth but we aint flinching
the names that need mention(?)
I got dreams bigger then your whole team
you n-ggas so broke yet somehow you so cream
I guess this indie started with a penny now I’m getting plenty money
one time for the city, yea
two times for…
hey
and one time for the city, hey
a two times for the…
hey
[End]
J. Cole “I’m Coming Home” Music & Lyrics
October 31, 2010 By 1 Comment
J. Cole “I’m Coming Home” Music & Lyrics
Lyrics:
[Chorus]
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming
[J. Cole]
Back where I belong
I’ve never felt so strong eh
feeling like there’s nothing that I can’t try
and if you feel me put your hands high, high, high, hey
and if you feel me put your hands high, high, hey
This is my story this is my song
if you aint got the heart, don’t attempt to try this at home
it’s just a poem from a man once living wrong
now I’m in the zone, tell the World I’m coming home
been a long time coming, been a long time coming
this song feel like the greatest of all time coming
cause I do it B-I-G, I remember we would be high
who’d have thoguht we’d be running rap when we was knee high
to appreciate the sun you gotta know what rain is
or cause I’m famous you don’t gotta know what pain is
but I bounce back, would ya look at that
I take my spot at the top and I aint looking back
[Chorus]
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming
[J. Cole]
Hey, confusion like I was losing my mind
but one thing I never lose is my grind
my closet need a lot of cleaning now
I can’t sleep cause I dont like the sh-t I dream about
hey Dear Lord please help me get the demons out
and then help me get my genius out
and get back to what I had
if my good’s outweigh my bads, do you think my mistakes is gon even out (even out)
I guess try and see, it’s on my diary, I’m living for my kids
now they is just as fly as me
talk well, wonder if Andre Harrell knew how great I would be when he fired me
[Chorus x2]
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming home
Let the rain wash away all the pain of yesterday
I know my kingdom awaits and they’ve forgiven my mistakes
I’m coming home, I’m coming home
tell the World I’m coming…home
[End]
J. Cole ft.Omen & Fashawn “Relaxation” Music & Lyrics
October 5, 2010 By Leave a Comment
Lyrics:
[J. Cole]
It’s ya n-gga, deep thinker, big drinker
late night, with ya wife in ya crib sneaker
when you out of town, and you not around
turn your ass over like a n-gga stepped out of bounds
crowd around young’n
I got ammo and a lot of rounds coming
up in the streets where you not allowed, runnin’
got the songs bitches ride around hummin’
and the n-ggas stay thumpin’
and the hater’s hate pumpin’
got the 808′s bumpin’
so the trunks stay thumpin’
and the n-gga get high only on occasion in
my mind too wild
damn thought weed supposed to calm you down
but I’m so high I can palm two clouds
boy look, these n-ggas quote my lines like the Lord’s book
you n-ggas less rhymes more hooks
more bucks but less love
you hear them drums, ?uestlove
no Roots, I’m so truth
I used to rock sidelines like a coat suit
had to look at all them loathers, yeah them boat shoes
now I’m in the game but I wont boast to you dummy
remember n-ggas had short jokes for my money
toast to the honey’s, money and the liquor
and bitch I don’t sound like any other n-gga
with my finger on the trigger
I burn rappers like Henny on the liver
grant death wishes like a genie I’ma killer
Lord giveth and he taketh like an Indian giver
hard to keep jimmy in zipper
when you got them bad Anne Vivians with ya
Remy and weed, I got em on Pluto
I like Henny but the hoes prefer Nuvo.
[Omen]
Check, every time a n-gga roll,
old school (?) and it’s sittin on (?)
hoes on me when I enter the door
if a n-gga wanna trip, good grip on the chrome
empty out a clip from the fifth then I’m gone
twist up a spliff, get a fifth of Patron
hate a chick who just talk sh-t on the phone
lyrics courtesy of www.killerhiphop.com
baby I’m tryna stick, give ya dicks to ya dome, sh-t
if I was you n-gga I would hate him
hot August nights I’m out there in Vegas
stuntin til time, had that patience
now it’s big faces, fly vacations
alias Shawn stacks
miss shows, never call back
blowin’ Dro sippin tall cats
on the low had to crawl back
n-ggas wonder if it’s all raps
or it’s all facts…
[Fashawn]
As I step in the toe like Fe fi foe
with the heat like flow and the beat typo
better rewrite yo, get your rhyming straight
get murked plus 8 like Jon and Kate
I mean it’s time for the face off
hit the corner like an 8 ball
me not concentrate like adorf
no time for I had a get a day job
me on the mind you aint even on the radar
never bring it but I never been a fiend for her silly ways
so I’m tryna get the cream til I’m silly paid
couldn’t put her on the team, every week another reason
thats fiend like Billy Mays
gotta grind gotta focus
gotta shine through the minds of the blind light the hopeless
never confined to the rhymes that I’ve chosen
moment of silence the Times gotta quote this!
[End]
