Killa, it's The Off-Season
Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man
And don't check your watch, you know the time
Cole World, Killa Cam', niggas is fuckin' finished (Yeah)
Killa, it's The Off-Season
Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't fuckin' with my man
And don't check your watch, you know the time
Cole World, Killa Cam', niggas is fuckin' finished (Yeah)
[Verse 1: J. Cole]
This shit too easy for me now
Nigga, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around
What you sold, I tripled that, I can't believe these fuckin' clowns
Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou'
If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down
If you hated on a nigga, please don't greet me with a pound
I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around
Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now
Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground
Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown
Vivid memories, niggas start to squeeze, we duckin' down
So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud
I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death
No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref'
I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept
And got they O's off, you reach, niggas uppin' like Steph
To blow your nose off, gesundheit, and then resume flight
As if it never happened, shit we witnessed full of so much sickness
Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton
Off this clever rappin', bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten
[Interlude: J. Cole & Cam'ron]
They gon' forever fatten
See, we tried to tell niggas
They act like they don't even fuckin' speak English
[Verse 2: J. Cole]
Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal
I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the
The nigga that made them, peep the reaper
Creepin' on ya, the scent of failure reekin' on ya
Check your genitalia, pussy-niggas bleedin' on yourself
Fuckin' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health
All yo' niggas eatin' off your wealth
All my niggas feedin' all they selves, and it feels swell
Krispy Kreme dreams, sometime my dawgs wanna kill twelve (Uh)
Cause they steady harassin'
We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly that end in the deadliest fashion
My young niggas nutty, they blastin'
Bullets be hummin' like Cudi but one of yo' hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin'
All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways
Shots poppin' off, y'all laid down
Cops chalkin' off y'all legs now
(Shit) God watchin', "Hey, Yahweh"
My niggas looked up to the sky like we sendin' 'em y'all way (Y'all way)
We sendin' 'em y'all way (Y'all way)
[Outro: Cam'ron & Lil Jon]
That's what the fuck I'm talkin' 'bout
Y'all see what the fuck goin' on out here (Killa, Harlem)
I-95 shit, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, nigga
Put your hood up
Put your hood up
Put your hood up
Put your hood up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Represent your shit, motherfucker
Represent your shit, motherfucker
Represent your clique, motherfucker
Represent your clique, motherfucker
If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the fuck out the club
Killa, to je off-sezoni
Idemo ga zadržati visok, svi vi ne jebeni sa svojim čovjekom
I ne provjeriti svoj sat, znate vrijeme
Cole Svijet, Killa Cam”, crnje je jebena završio (Da)
[Redak 1: J. Cole]
Ovo sranje previše lako za mene
Nigga, Cole je Goin' Plat”, jer se kad CD je oko
Što ste prodali, utrostručio sam da, ja ne mogu vjerovati da ta jebena klaunovi
Pogledajte kako su svi clappin' kada je trideset pjesma albuma učiniti mizernih sto si”
Ako sam bettin' na sebe, onda ću potpuno udvostručiti
Ako mrzio na nigga, molim te nemoj me pozdraviti s funta
Ja se Stayin' iz putu, ali ako je govedina dođu oko
Mogli staviti M pravo na glavu, što je Luigi brat sada
Prati moje korake sve u ovoj igri, možete vidjeti ćemo pokriti tlo
Naprijed i natrag iz NC u New York kad Jeezy imala krunu
Živa sjećanja, crnje početi stiskati, mi duckin' Down
Tako mnogi školjke ostavili na terenu, to bi Easter Bunny ponosni
Ustajem, prašinu odjeću, spavanje je rođak smrti
Nema planova za zadrijemati, ulice, to ne dolazi s ref”
Nikad prodao mekan, samo puzao gdje Hustlers uvukao
I dobio ih oa off, dođete, crnje uppin' kao Steph
Puhati nos van, Gesundheit, a zatim nastaviti let
Kao da to nikada nije dogodilo, govno mi svjedoci pun toliko bolesti
Anđeli sheddin' suze na nebu, riječ Erica Claptona
Off ove pametne rappin', kuja, moji džepovi Gon”zauvijek udebljati
[Međuigre: J. Cole i Cam'ron]
Oni gon”zauvijek udebljati
Pogledajte, pokušali smo reći niggas
Oni se ponašaju kao da uopće ne jebena govoriti engleski
[Redak 2: J. Cole]
Bitch, moja olovka na papiru je smrtonosan
Ja sam Sendin „em ravno u susret
Crnjo koji ih je napravio, proviriti žeteoca
Creepin' na tebe, miris neuspjeha reekin' na tebe
Provjerite svoje genitalije, vagina-crnje bleedin' na sebe
Jebena s Coleom je hrabar, ali to je impedin' na svoje zdravlje
Svi yo”crnje eatin' off svoje bogatstvo
Sve moje crnje feedin' svi oni sebe, i da se osjeća nabubri
Krispy Kreme sanja, neko moje Dawgs želim ubiti dvanaest (Uh)
Uzrok su stalni harassin'
Smo vidjeli dileme kao Nelly i Kelly koja završavaju u najsmrtonosnijem modi
Moj mladi crnje pun oraha, oni blastin'
Meci su se hummin' kao Cudijem, ali jedan od yo”Hoodies špageti-O splashin'
Sve preko kolnog prilaza, svi vi talkin' sve u stranu
Snimke poppin' off, svi vi propisani
Policajci chalkin' off y'all nogu sada
(Sranje) Bog watchin', "Hej, Jahve"
Moje crnje podigao pogled prema nebu kao da smo Sendin „em y'all put (Y'all smjer)
Mi Sendin „em y'all put (Y'all smjer)
[Završnu: Cam'ron i Lil Jon]
To je ono što je zajeb sam pričati „bout
Y'all vidjeti što koji kurac događa ovdje (Killa, Harlem)
I-95 sranje Carolina, 2-6, stoje gore, nigga
Stavite svoje kapuljaču
Stavite svoje kapuljaču
Stavite svoje kapuljaču
Stavite svoje kapuljaču
Stavite svoje klike gore
Stavite svoje klike gore
Stavite svoje klike gore
Stavite svoje klike gore
Predstavljaju svoju sranje, motherfucker
Predstavljaju svoju sranje, motherfucker
Predstavljaju svoju klike, motherfucker
Predstavljaju svoju klike, motherfucker
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