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đ Join the Affiliate Program Now J. Cole
Miss America Reprise
[Intro: J. Cole]
Sometimes you rip straight through
(I told you how we was gonâ do it)
And sometimes you just love rappinâ this shit so much you just
(Drama I told you how we was gonâ do it)
You just like âfuck itâ let me get that shit again
God, please forgive us
[Verse: J. Cole]
Yeah, blood on my sneakers, no remorse for the grievers
He played the corner like Revis, he should've had better defense
That's how I'm feelin', blood spillin' I love killin'
N***as'll swear that they it, this is as rare as it gets
Rap game changed, this is embarrassing shit
Bunch of bitches posin' on some old Miss America shit
I was a wilder n***a, back on my therapist shit
Moving careless as shit
In a city where n***as really don't care who they hit
Who the fuck was I?
Just a young little n***a tryin' to see the other side
Of the railroad tracks, where the scarecrows at
No brains on them n***as but they'll air your back
Fuck 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 fuck your daughters, I'mma burn your flag
Beware of the days when the first go last
And the last go first, damn the past sure hurt
Thatâs why I hit the Henny in this flask
With my foot pressed heavy on this gas
Life is like a Brillo pad
Sometimes I sit and wish I had the life that Willow had
Said I walk around mad âcause I never see my dad
And you wonder why my motherfuckinâ brotherâs so bad
And I was in the third grade first time I skipped class
Whoa!
Switch topics, look, my bitch tropic
Stack so thick to fit need six pockets
Smash whole cliques, so sick I get nauseous
Quick as pickpockets, slick like Rick Foxâs hair
Diamond chain, yeah the Roc is here
You lean back like a rocking chair
You n***as not prepared, no preparation
This is dedication
Slit your fuckinâ throat and blame it on my medication
Illuminati meeting, showed up late and met a Mason
Who saw me and assured me that there was no better nation
For, crooks and thieves, looks deceive
They throw The Book at n***as with no books to read
See, there I go, every time I try to stunt
Canât help but kick the real shit
Man, why I even front?
Maybe âcause thatâs all you little n***as ever want
But Iâmma change the game
See you in a couple months, boy
[Outro: DJ Drama]
Hopefully this here shows yâall somethinâ
Dedication
Whatâs ours, and whatâs yours
You see the playing field was never really that even
We just let you play the game but you dropped the ball
Cole World
Born sinner
All the way
Drama
Youâre welcome