J. Cole a lansat piesa “The Climb Back”. Bucata produsa de J. Cole. Auditie placuta!
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take before you smile
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon light the city up as if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga found dead to soon
Yea
To the left of that decimal I need 7 figures to play the joint
Turn up your decibels peep how I decimate a joint
Check out my projects like them workers that section 8 appoints
And you’ll see how I flipped, like exclamation points
My niggas shoot first as if they never played the point, more 2 guards
Enough straps to fill four uhauls
More death than World War II caused around these parts
We pour the brown just to drown these thoughts
Of black corpses in county morgues, Lord, those images hauntin
I ain’t been sleep yet, it’s 10 in the morning
I’m sending a warning, a problem with me is like the BET hip hop awards I’m starting to see you niggas don’t want it
I’m sick of this flauntin, from niggas I know for sho ain’t got mo dough than Cole
Trash rappers Ass backwards tryna go toe to toe
We laugh at ya, staff strapped up on top the totem pole
To blast at ya,
Bass masters, look how they tote a pole
Gotta know the ropes and the protocol
Or they gon for sho blow your clothes half off like a promo code
Made a lil tune called folding clothes, and a nigga still ain’t known to fold
Under pressure, well you know what coal do
Make a diamond, they just rhymin, me I’m quoting gold
1 phone call Get you cancelled like a homophobe,
In this PC culture, address me as the goat, like they call chief Keef Sosa, in my sectional like a fuckin 3 piece sofa
Im known as the chosen one,
Another dead body lay frozen that’s how it go sometimes
When Niggas weighing coke just like the pro’s and cons
Well I ain’t with that sleeping underground like a gopher, so I go for mines
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take before you smile
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon light the city up as if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga found dead to soon
Now I know why they call it Blue (YEAAAA)
Survival at all costs, everyday niggas get logged off
Bodies Get hauled off
Passing a funeral procession While holding my breath in the car I thought
At times it be feelin the devil be winning but do that mean god lost
Just got off the phone with my nigga he back in the kennel my dog lost
I brought him round close to me
Before but he
Became addicted to clout and all the hoes we’d meet
I slowly peeped,
Jealousy on his breath, whenever he spoke to me
Like on the low he feeling like in my shoes is where he sposed to be
I tried to ignore the signs, but there in the back of my mind it felt
Like letting a nigga come sleep on your couch but he eating up all yo groceries
My nigga repeated this quote to me, I felt it’s potency
Said Most of these, niggas gon hang theyselfs, just give em the rope and see
I headed that, and what got showed to me
Was screaming that, some niggas you gotta leave em back unfortunately,
We seen the trap, niggas be on that demon clock resultantly
They fiend to clap, as often as the genius app misquotin me
Meanwhile, I see that yo diamonds is glistening
I’m Glad that you shining but need I remind you my niggas is diamond and nickeling
Scraping up whatever coin they can find, the pettiest crime they committing it
Just to get by for a limited time, the Steepest of mountains they tryna climb
I’m here tryna find the derivative
You niggas don’t feel me,
You see the clout
You don’t see the real me
If I was sick, you niggas wouldn’t heal me
Therefore I’m healin myself, getting in tune with my God, slowly revealing myself, building my wealth, a nigga touch mine ima kill em myself
Everything come back around full circle
Why do lies sound pleasant but the truth hurtful
Everybody gotta cry once in a while
But how long will it take before you smile
This is that come back to life shit
My niggas pick me up and we gon light the city up as if the sun had the night shift
And paint the town red for my nigga found dead to soon
Now I know why they call it Blue (YEAAAA)
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