歌手:J. Cole
专辑:《Forest Hills Drive: Live from Fayetteville, NC》

作词 : Kunihiko Murai/Jermaine Cole/Andre Thomas/Yumi Arai/Timothy Thomas
作曲 : Kunihiko Murai/Jermaine Cole/Andre Thomas/Yumi Arai/Timothy Thomas
Rap tune

Can I make a million dollars off a rap tune

Can I make a million dollars off a rap tune

I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune

The real is back
The ville is back
Flow bananas here
Peel this back
And what you'll find is
Your highness
Can paint a picture
That is vivid enough to cure blindness
Carolina's finest
You knew that already
And turned to the greatest
I proved that already
And if you would like
I do it twice
I just sharpen my blade for a minute
Became lost in my ways
This for my ******
That was tossin' the graves
Every so often I fade deep in my thoughts
And get lost in the days
We used to play
Before your coffing was made

Just got the call ***** got caught
With a stray
Hope he's okay
Just got paid
What cochran got paid to free oj
Just to share my life on the stage in
Front of strangers
Who know a ***** far too well
And that's the danger
Know me better than I know myself
I rip a page out my notebook in anger
And let these thoughts linger singing
Don't give 'em too much you

Don't let 'em take control

It's one thing you do

Don't let 'em taint your soul

If you believe in god

One thing's for sure

If you ain't aim too high

Then you aim too low

What's the price for a black man life
I check the toe tag

Not one zero in sight
I turn the tv on
Not one hero in sight
Unless he dribble or he fiddle with mics
Look out the window
Cause tonight the city lit up with lights
Cameras and action

May no man alive come through
And damage my faction
I brought you ****** with me cause
I love you like my brothers
And your mothers' like my mother
Think we need a plan of action
The bigger we get the more likely egos collide
It's just physics

Please let's put our egos aside
You my ******
And should our worst tendencies
Turn us into enemies
I hope that we remember these
Nights fulla hennessey
When hov around we switch up to
That d'usse
Gotta show respect
One day we tryna stay where you stay
Cause we from where you from
Not talkin' bout the slums
I'm talkin' 'bout that mind state
That keep a black ***** dumb
Keep a black ***** dyin'
By a black ***** gun
And keep on listening
To the frontin' ass rap ****** son
Yeah I said son
This is new york's finest
For 11 winters straight
I took on new york's climate
Like show me new york's ladder
I climb it and set the bar so high
That you gotta get
Obama to force the air force to find it
Never mind it you'll never reach that
Cole is the hypnotist
Control the game whenever he snap
That's every track

Don't give 'em too much you

Don't let 'em take control

It's one thing you do

Don't let 'em taint your soul

If you believe in god

One thing's for sure

If you ain't aim too high

Then you aim too low
Then you aim too low
I ain't serve no pies

I ain't slang no ****
I don't bring no lies

****** sang my quotes

I don't play no games

Boy I ain't no joke
Like the great rakim
When I make my notes
You ****** might be l

Or you might be kane

Or you might be slick rick
With 19 chains

Or you might be drizzy drake
Or kendrick lamar

But check your birth date *****
You ain't the god

Nah you ain't the god

***** cole the god
Cole the god
Cole the god

January 28th

I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune

I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune

I'm tryna make a million dollars off a rap tune

I'm gonna make a million dollars off a rap tune