Şarkıcı: J. Cole
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J. Cole - cLOUDs Altyazı (vtt) (04:02-242-0-en) (ÖN İZLEME)
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by RentAnAdviser.com
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My niggas be smokin' on something
loud, head to the clouds
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I ain't been steppin' out, tired
of stickin' out in the crowd
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This world is changin'
right in front of me
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Gray hairs, I'm agin' quicker
than I thought I'd be
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Straight up (Straight up, straight
up, straight up, straight
up, straight up)
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Straight up (Straight up, straight
up, straight up, straight
up, straight up)
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Straight up (Straight up, straight
up, straight up, straight
up, straight up)
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Straight up (Straight up, straight
up, straight up, straight
up, straight up)
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Please believe these flows teach egos
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To freeze and then recede, I'm C4
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Beneath your Jeep, the second
you turn that keyhole
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Then heat blows your weak flows
right out the water
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The father, boy, I work
smarter and harder
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My style got a restraining
order, don't bothеr
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I charter unseen territories in ordеr
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To push it farther than you
niggas had ever thought of
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I caught a lotta murder charges,
turned artists to martyrs
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When I rock, thot turns to goddess
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Fiends turn to kings, dreams
turn to things tangible
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My hands are full with grands I pulled
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From stanzas, no, I can't go
slow, I'm Sandra Bull'
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Either proceed with speed
or don't breathe
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There's no creed or color that
won't heed to the warning
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The planet'll shake when
I'm performing
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Tectonic plates from a place
where TECs on they waist
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So stay safe or get left
with chest on your face
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As death waits for your last of breath
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I'ma pass the test, yes,
I'm a master chef
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Want a taste, then pay for it
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They claim they're real, but they're
seldom straightforward
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The pain I feel on my frame gets
transmuted to a dangerous flame
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I spit fire at the devil
while the angels sing
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The flow changed, but Jermaine's
the same, I'm plain jane
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Not a chain on my neck, but
shine like baguettes
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A shame, not a flex to
rhyme like the rest
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My mind's quite depressed
if I don't write these
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I'm Spike Lee of the audio,
back in my barrio
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Parties got shot up, so I
built up on my cardio
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Dodge shells, collect
coins like I'm Mario
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But this is not a gaming experience,
I'm serious, nigga
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Straight up (Straight up, straight
up, straight up, straight
up, straight up)
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Straight up (Straight up, straight
up, straight up, straight
up, straight up)
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Straight up (Straight up, straight
up, straight up, straight
up, straight up)
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Straight up (Straight up,
straight up, yeah)
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My niggas be smokin' on something
loud, head to the clouds
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I ain't been steppin' out, tired
of stickin' out in the crowd
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This world is changin'
right in front of me
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Gray hairs, I'm agin' quicker
than I thought I'd be
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I'm that bass in your trunk, the
bullet that missed Trump
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The gun that jammed 'cause it
seemed God had other plans
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The Son of Man extendin'
his hand to Son of Sam
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In forgiveness for all of the
homicides we witnessed
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The overdramatized, the traumatized
with sickness
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Thrown in the pan and caramelized
for richness
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And served on a plate
with sirloin steak
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To billionaires who don't care
the world's gon' break
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