Why hip hop in a bad state ppl first listen they just wanna be critic nobody tries enjoy the music
Terrible state my boy so tragic
S*** like the sixth sense these niggas with dead taste only see what they wanna see lol
@PremiumSnapInBio said his card info got stolen after he bought this and he got charged for $1500 in California
Versace sweats grippin my thigh
As i stand at the top of the palace versaile
Is it red 40 the reason we die?
Did u, bred shawty just to get high
Like she too boring like the b**** made of rye
Whats the point of conversation everything u say dry
Like whats the point of conversation i cant think of reply
And every time im off the perky i think of better reprise
Like
Fick j cole see that s*** in my eyes
I f***ing jate niggas who rap but they cant even rhyme
The world gon know the truth just give it time
I flip pages of scripture while i conjour a lie
ngl cole got put in a spin cycle on Pi he held his own on the other joint tho
I f*** with his verses on both Ngl but I prefer plate of collard greens
You don't have friends that can outrap J Cole man
what do these niggas be thinking lol
How is that a dumb point
Itâs a dumb point because they rap better than everyone in hip hop atm
what do these niggas be thinking lol
Its not even a flex im sure u do too
J cole is like a 6/10 rapper
Its not even a flex im sure u do too
J cole is like a 6/10 rapper
Borderline mental illness
Cole is like a nigga after an argument being in the shower thinking of points they should have said while hyping themselves up
Yeah Em raps are 10 times more impressive but niggas wanna gas up Cole for some filler s***
I hope he sticks to storytelling on the album I'm tired of these filler raps u only listen once and move on
Cole is like a nigga after an argument being in the shower thinking of points they should have said while hyping themselves up
Lmaoo
Yeah Em raps are 10 times more impressive but niggas wanna gas up Cole for some filler s***
I hope he sticks to storytelling on the album I'm tired of these filler raps u only listen once and move on
Cole is a better rapper than Eminem and it hasn't been close for awhile
Niggas saying this nigga better than Cole
No diss to Roc because he dope and he make dope music but come on son
Why hip hop in a bad state ppl first listen they just wanna be critic nobody tries enjoy the music
Hating on cole is funny
Versace sweats grippin my thigh
As i stand at the top of the palace versaile
Is it red 40 the reason we die?
Did u, bred shawty just to get high
Like she too boring like the b**** made of rye
Whats the point of conversation everything u say dry
Like whats the point of conversation i cant think of reply
And every time im off the perky i think of better reprise
Like
Fick j cole see that s*** in my eyes
I f***ing jate niggas who rap but they cant even rhyme
The world gon know the truth just give it time
I flip pages of scripture while i conjour a lie
Stage lights outta Roswell, Fayette vaudeville
Rise about it all but still involved like it was God's will
Being up just mean a long spill
While the Notre Dame du Ruc stands atop still
I guess Chappel Hill's in Schenectady
Violence ain't the answer but it's a simile
Self-conscious thrill of humility
Spendthrift skinflint only conditionally
Schemes are finicky
Weasel words, slant rhymes, righteous bigamy
Details on the filigree
Ask people who don't read what they mean by lyrically
Cole is like a nigga after an argument being in the shower thinking of points they should have said while hyping themselves up
LMAO yo chill
Just got an automated text for this almost 24 hours after the fact. Signing up for the inevitable podcast is really paying off with those instant updates
Anyone better than big sean cus cole and sean are the same tier
Straight up blasphemy. Iâll listen to âput you to sleepâ jokes all day but saying Cole is in the same tier as Big Sean is just disrespectful. Big Sean?
Here's an Errol Holden verse on the Roc Marciano project
Smooth ride up the westside , talking to my man in the FCI, he gotta phone
Soon as I hang up with him, I get a FaceTime from Ton heâs sitting in Copper Cove
Autobiography Range Rove
Shouldnât left my autograph on my project stove
Out here in the fields we fight for our meals
Take the apple pie to masterâs house and kill whoever squeals
In May, the hood got rich off of pills, oxycodone, hydrochloride
Bought a thousand blues from a nigga who don't use deodorant or brush his teeth with fluoride
This money is a war cry
Through the gastrointestines of grinding from a seven and a half to a joint
I am your tour guide
From the era of Buster Browns and Florsheim
Clean this floor shine, Scream to the devil
Aaron Neville high pitch
If she ain't his face, she can't be my b****, it's that simple
Fiend money, wild wrinkle
Emily's burger, medium rare
Fries wild crinkled
I don't mix and mingle with your sort, I can tell what this crack money bought for real
No thoughts manufactured, runaway slaves being captured
He almost ran out the statue of limitations
Ain't no limitation, this life, is an imitation of mines
On the project roof looking for a sign, wasn't none
So I bought a 125 plus another one
Son was on the run so long he forgot what he was running from
When they caught him, they reminded him, gave him a 100 some years
No tears, just a grin
He took it on the chin
Never let them see you sweat, we took that as a win
Force fields fortified, perimeters patrolled
From '01 to '03
3 million nickel cracks was sold
Sold in a whole, booga-boogie And
âFuck what he could have been, dead is what he shouldâve been long timeâ, said the old lady in the window with her elbows on the pillow
Mice holes filled with Brillo
She originally from Amarillo, Tejas
Hey, hi. Whatâs the science?
Ya lack of compliance is an act of defiance
I told you to pack your people up like a gentleman
Ladies and gentlemen, the ship is sinking
Make your way to the life raft
George Raft, invisible stripes
Bagpipes 21-gun saluting, three rifles is shooting
Self-winding perpetual movement
I move with, 2 fools, 12 jewels...
(Music fades out)
Uh, Cole the truth, got they throat in nooses
Grip never lettin' up, though they hope it loosens
Nah, Iâm on top, you canât knock me off my spot
F*** yachts, I wonât stop âtil the boatâs a cruise ship...
âTil the whole world knows who got the goat acoustics
Only then will I split like I co-produced it
Lotta rappers make dough, then be prone to lose it
For crumbs, dumb niggas sold their soul to Lucian...
Universal distribution, but I own the music
Best nigga still breathinâ, leavinâ no confusion
Hop on every nigga song, abuse it
Catch bodies for my own amusement
niggas cheatinâ and I wonât excusĐ” it
If I said it, then I wrote it, stupid
Iâm a star like thĐ” logo on my shoes
But, these ainât no Converses, nah, girl, they Golden Gooseâs
A nice fella, but the flows is ruthless, uh
And the culpritâs 2-6 (2-6 is Fayetteville/2-6 infantry)
Where the closest you get to hope is Hope Mills Road
Cole has seen more beef than them folks at Ruth's Chris
teach a man how to fish
And the lesson is this: without a pole, you're useless
Catch my drift? Iâm swift
On my toes, you doofus and thatâs why the hoesâll choose this
They like âCan I kick it?â
Like they wrote for Q-Tip "Sure"
But just know, baby, we donât open doors for Cupid
Uh, or leave windows cracked, you been known that
Iâm worldwide, these niggas like a lilâ known fact, uh
They lack focus, and they pores is putrid
From poison of all different sorts they usin'
If the streams say you're winninâ, why your tours is losinâ?
When the math ainât mathinâ, of course youâre juicinâ
That mean the bots is boostinâ
Cut the tough guy image, it is not conducive to breathin'
Donât gamble witcha life âcause the opps is cruisinâ
Word to Mike Vick, your dog might get shot for losinâ (talking about Drake Body gaurd who got shot đ„¶đ„¶đ„¶)
And I donât like those odds
So I stay in my lane, despite every bit of dirt thrown my way
Thereâll never be a stain on my name, itâs why I walk around
Doley as if ainât nothin' changed without a chain on my frame
Niggas can never know the pain of Jermaine
But I canât name a thing that I ainât overcame
I despise my celebrity, I ainât into fame
Donât be silly, want the chilly (TLC Chilli), similar to Usher Raymâ
When he sang in the rain
ay money bring respect in this game
Ainât it a shame how them things interchange?