detroit devil 3
All Star
I see what the point of this thread is. OP dapping all the posts with shytty rhymes and ignoring the good ones.
J. Cole Quotables Thread
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Professor Polo
80s Baby
Went from quarter to broke to half past rich
with my badass bytch
and you don’t want no problems on some math class shyt
so check the young genius out
fukk the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that real shyt is what you been fiending ’bout
what you been praying for? What you been screaming ’bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming ’bout
with my badass bytch
and you don’t want no problems on some math class shyt
so check the young genius out
fukk the World, bust a nut, and let my semen sprout
I thought that real shyt is what you been fiending ’bout
what you been praying for? What you been screaming ’bout?
ironic you been sleeping on the one that you been dreaming ’bout
His rnb guest verses are shaky but I'm guessing you haven't heard looking for trouble, just begun, black grammys, rather be with you, warm enough.
Womb Raider
movin' thru the city streets
I hit the boulevard pull up to my nikka front do'
His mama at home, she still let em' hit the blunt though
I told her hello, and sat with my nikka and laughed
And talked about how we gon' smash all the bytches in class
I complimented how I see him out here getting his cash
And just asked, "What a nikka gotta do to get that?
Put me on," he just laughed when he seen I was sure
17 years breathing his demeanor said more
He told me, "nikka, you know how you sound right now?
If you wasn’t my mans, I would think that you a clown right now
Listen, you everything I wanna be that's why I fukks with you
So how you looking up to me when I look up to you?
You bout to go get a degree, I'ma be stuck with two choices:
Either graduate to weight or selling number two
For what? A hundred bucks or two a week?
Do you think that you would know what to do if you was me?
I got, four brothers, one mother that don't love us
If they ain't want us why the fukk they never wore rubbers?"
I felt ashamed to have ever complained about my lack of gear
And thought about how far we done came
From trailer park to a front yard with trees in the sky
Thank you mama, dry your eyes, there ain't no reason to cry
You made a genius and I, ain't gon' take it for granted
I ain't gon' settle for lesser, I ain't gon' take what they handed
Nah I'm gon' take what they owe me and show you that I can fly
And show old girl what she missing, the illest nikka alive
Aye who am I?
His mama at home, she still let em' hit the blunt though
I told her hello, and sat with my nikka and laughed
And talked about how we gon' smash all the bytches in class
I complimented how I see him out here getting his cash
And just asked, "What a nikka gotta do to get that?
Put me on," he just laughed when he seen I was sure
17 years breathing his demeanor said more
He told me, "nikka, you know how you sound right now?
If you wasn’t my mans, I would think that you a clown right now
Listen, you everything I wanna be that's why I fukks with you
So how you looking up to me when I look up to you?
You bout to go get a degree, I'ma be stuck with two choices:
Either graduate to weight or selling number two
For what? A hundred bucks or two a week?
Do you think that you would know what to do if you was me?
I got, four brothers, one mother that don't love us
If they ain't want us why the fukk they never wore rubbers?"
I felt ashamed to have ever complained about my lack of gear
And thought about how far we done came
From trailer park to a front yard with trees in the sky
Thank you mama, dry your eyes, there ain't no reason to cry
You made a genius and I, ain't gon' take it for granted
I ain't gon' settle for lesser, I ain't gon' take what they handed
Nah I'm gon' take what they owe me and show you that I can fly
And show old girl what she missing, the illest nikka alive
Aye who am I?
detroit devil 3
All Star
These words go together like a verbal collage
It's murder how the words'll collide
And bring you further from where murderers lie
And maybe you could see a mill, no, not no burgers or fries
But give you food for thought, my nikka this is Gerber with rhymes
- top of the world
I'm trying get paid, man I gotta stay brave Atlanta
I let your misses sip me, I ain't talking David Banner
- serenade
Got a game tighter than them jeans her ass hiding in
I got that D baby, ain't talking vitamins
She said: "That's cool nikka
But can you buy the Benz? "
She playin’ nikkas like a violin
I hit that ass just a little more violent
She hitting notes, then I'm ghost like it's Shaolin
- playground
In the hallways acting like some hoodlums
"See that scrap?" Naw, damn I always miss the good ones
- school daze
It's murder how the words'll collide
And bring you further from where murderers lie
And maybe you could see a mill, no, not no burgers or fries
But give you food for thought, my nikka this is Gerber with rhymes
- top of the world
I'm trying get paid, man I gotta stay brave Atlanta
I let your misses sip me, I ain't talking David Banner
- serenade
Got a game tighter than them jeans her ass hiding in
I got that D baby, ain't talking vitamins
She said: "That's cool nikka
But can you buy the Benz? "
She playin’ nikkas like a violin
I hit that ass just a little more violent
She hitting notes, then I'm ghost like it's Shaolin
- playground
In the hallways acting like some hoodlums
"See that scrap?" Naw, damn I always miss the good ones
- school daze
nikka said no sleeep is wack smh
Womb Raider
movin' thru the city streets
Look, I just shed tears homie and now I ain't too proud to admit it
Just seen my father for the first time in a minute
And when I say a minute I mean years man
Damn, a whale could have swam in them tears fam
Cause as I left them I reflected on my younger days
When it was just me and my brother and my mother played
Father, cause no other man bothered
Not even my biological, it never seemed logical
But I accepted it cause I ain't know no better
Thought I was brighter than a Polo sweater
No pops was like Martin with no Coretta
So many things you could have told me
And saved me the trouble of lettin' my mistakes show me
I feel like you barely know me
And that's a shame cause our last name is the same
That blood type flowin' through our veins is the same
My mama left you and maybe your anger's to blame
But that's no excuse, only you and God know the truth
And why you only call monthly, barely ever saw me
Spend some summers with you and played with my cousin Maury
Maybe I should be tellin' you fukk you cause you selfish
But I want a father so bad, I can't help it
- breakdown
I put my heart and soul in this game, I'm feelin' drained
Unappreciated, unalleviated
Tired of comin' up short, fukk abbreviated
Want my whole name spelled out, my own pain spilled out
No pain, no gain, I blow brains, Cobain
Throw flames, Liu Kang, the coach ain't help out, so I call my own shots
I'm David Blaine, I'm breakin' out of my own box, you stay the same
But homie if you change, man you change for the better
Back when Martin King had a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the dreams he was dreamin'
Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was schemin'
Still loved her just enough to put up with the cheatin'
Must go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got demons
As you fall through the club
Bad bytches down to do all the above
Money comes fast so bein' hungry don't last
Till you look in the mirror and you saw who you was
Cole World, it couldn't be more clearer
The time is now, it couldn't be more herer
My reign gonna last like 3-4 eras
Say hello to the real, I can be your hero
- sideline story
sorry I just fukk with these entire first verses
Just seen my father for the first time in a minute
And when I say a minute I mean years man
Damn, a whale could have swam in them tears fam
Cause as I left them I reflected on my younger days
When it was just me and my brother and my mother played
Father, cause no other man bothered
Not even my biological, it never seemed logical
But I accepted it cause I ain't know no better
Thought I was brighter than a Polo sweater
No pops was like Martin with no Coretta
So many things you could have told me
And saved me the trouble of lettin' my mistakes show me
I feel like you barely know me
And that's a shame cause our last name is the same
That blood type flowin' through our veins is the same
My mama left you and maybe your anger's to blame
But that's no excuse, only you and God know the truth
And why you only call monthly, barely ever saw me
Spend some summers with you and played with my cousin Maury
Maybe I should be tellin' you fukk you cause you selfish
But I want a father so bad, I can't help it
- breakdown
I put my heart and soul in this game, I'm feelin' drained
Unappreciated, unalleviated
Tired of comin' up short, fukk abbreviated
Want my whole name spelled out, my own pain spilled out
No pain, no gain, I blow brains, Cobain
Throw flames, Liu Kang, the coach ain't help out, so I call my own shots
I'm David Blaine, I'm breakin' out of my own box, you stay the same
But homie if you change, man you change for the better
Back when Martin King had a thing for Coretta
Wonder if she seen all the dreams he was dreamin'
Did she have a clue of all the schemes he was schemin'
Still loved her just enough to put up with the cheatin'
Must go by and only see him for a weekend
I say a prayer, hope my girl ain't leavin'
We all got angels, we all got demons
As you fall through the club
Bad bytches down to do all the above
Money comes fast so bein' hungry don't last
Till you look in the mirror and you saw who you was
Cole World, it couldn't be more clearer
The time is now, it couldn't be more herer
My reign gonna last like 3-4 eras
Say hello to the real, I can be your hero
- sideline story
sorry I just fukk with these entire first verses
His verse and flow is wack
I’m ill enough to kill cancer: baby, I’m chemo
Down in Miami and I'm throwed like Marino
Down in Miami and I'm throwed like Marino
today i just realised that alot of people on the coli dnt knw hip hop
my j.cole quotes :
She gon pop
nikkas winning off me, it's RG
Cause he know bytches can't get the Michael so they settling for Tito
I swear if nikkas put half of what they put in chasing ass into a craft, by now you'd be famous and rich
Miss America
fukk the man, Uncle Sam I won't sell your crack
I won't fight your wars, I won't wear your hat
I'mma pass your classes, I'mma learn your craft
I'mma fukk your daughters, I'mma burn your flag
Crooked Smile
Love yourself, girl, or nobody will
Though you a woman I don't know how you deal
With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels
I feel for you, killin' yourself to find a man that'll kill for you
You wake up, put makeup on
Stare in the mirror, but it's clear that you can’t face what’s wrong
No need to fix what God already put his paintbrush on
Knock the Hustle
Or till the fat lady sings, and nikkas hate operas
And Oprah hate nikkas
Make no mistake that we know the stake still, we hope to make over eight figures
Slim chances, but nikkas bet against the odds and who am I to criticise how you play your cards dawg
to never try is the ultimate fail
But love is wanting more for someone than they want for themselves
Roll Call
I know shyt rough, but nikka we don't give up
We don't get mad, nikka, we just get tough
We just get right, nikka, we don't get left
my j.cole quotes :
She gon pop
nikkas winning off me, it's RG
Cause he know bytches can't get the Michael so they settling for Tito
I swear if nikkas put half of what they put in chasing ass into a craft, by now you'd be famous and rich
Miss America
fukk the man, Uncle Sam I won't sell your crack
I won't fight your wars, I won't wear your hat
I'mma pass your classes, I'mma learn your craft
I'mma fukk your daughters, I'mma burn your flag
Crooked Smile
Love yourself, girl, or nobody will
Though you a woman I don't know how you deal
With all the pressure to look impressive and go out in heels
I feel for you, killin' yourself to find a man that'll kill for you
You wake up, put makeup on
Stare in the mirror, but it's clear that you can’t face what’s wrong
No need to fix what God already put his paintbrush on
Knock the Hustle
Or till the fat lady sings, and nikkas hate operas
And Oprah hate nikkas
Make no mistake that we know the stake still, we hope to make over eight figures
Slim chances, but nikkas bet against the odds and who am I to criticise how you play your cards dawg
to never try is the ultimate fail
But love is wanting more for someone than they want for themselves
Roll Call
I know shyt rough, but nikka we don't give up
We don't get mad, nikka, we just get tough
We just get right, nikka, we don't get left
The Exchanges
All Star
Cause still I rise, it's ill-advised to bet against him
Raised in hell but heaven sent 'em, let 'em diss 'em
Some nikkas can't handle the truth
Some nikkas don't know they're slaves
I forgive 'em cause I know their ways
They see a black man shine
First thing they do is throw their shade
Word?
Raised in hell but heaven sent 'em, let 'em diss 'em
Some nikkas can't handle the truth
Some nikkas don't know they're slaves
I forgive 'em cause I know their ways
They see a black man shine
First thing they do is throw their shade
Word?
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