J. Cole - Album of the Year (Freestyle) lyrics
J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸
[J. Cole - Album of the Year Freestyle lyrics]
Yeah my mind state feel like the
Crime in the summertime
Higher than average, lot of cabbage
Thank God I never abide by the established
Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics
Commissioned by the state
I skate by the masters like "Yoo hoo" with a
New-new ridin' passenger
Shout out Oak Cliff
I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas decade from now
I might just buy the Mavericks
What up, Mark Cuban?, I am only part human
Half man, half-amazing, plus
I'm good at math like I'm Asian
Hate to use stereotypes
But that's light compared to what
A nigga get from Caucasians
No race baitin' treat the
Beat like PlayStation
Reporting to you live from
The International Space Station
I'll probably vacation on Mars
The flow is out of this world
And so is the bars
Blow the facade right off of your squad
Lil' rappers, I love you
But you ain't shit 'til you
Got offers in Prague
Look that shit up, a book, nigga
Pick that shit up expand your vocab
I'm giving out toe tags for no cash
All summer long plus three seasons after
Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me
It's absolutely imperative that my
Heat speak to rappers
The problem with this game is
This weak sea of rappers
I'm the answer on the low
I'm a cheat sheet for rappers
I came up 'round AC to DC adapters
Plug talk
What I'm really sayin' is a shame but
My niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas
Whole town full of CC Sabathia's
You think niggas gettin' fat
Pitchin' crack? Not really
This is not the eighties, don't be silly
Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy
Now Billy momma want the judge
To pardon his addiction
How many black addicts that got
Caught up in the system?
With no sob stories on
Your prime time television
I can smell a blatant contradiction, man
Listen don't want to fuck up my vibe
Let's end it on a positive note
Come see me live
KOD album of the year, undebatably
My cadence be the greatest we've seen
Since the late MC whose name was The
Notorious Dreamville stacked like
The Warriors
Winning back to back, next up to bat
Is my nigga Bas, after that, Jiddy-JID
That's a New York City kid, plus ATL
Me, I'm from the 'Ville
But I know them towns well
Before I had a deal, I was givin' niggas hell
Now I'm givin' niggas deals and
They givin' niggas hell
Crime in the summertime
Higher than average, lot of cabbage
Thank God I never abide by the established
Guidelines that keep niggas inside of fabrics
Commissioned by the state
I skate by the masters like "Yoo hoo" with a
New-new ridin' passenger
Shout out Oak Cliff
I'm 'bout to fly to Dallas decade from now
I might just buy the Mavericks
What up, Mark Cuban?, I am only part human
Half man, half-amazing, plus
I'm good at math like I'm Asian
Hate to use stereotypes
But that's light compared to what
A nigga get from Caucasians
No race baitin' treat the
Beat like PlayStation
Reporting to you live from
The International Space Station
I'll probably vacation on Mars
The flow is out of this world
And so is the bars
Blow the facade right off of your squad
Lil' rappers, I love you
But you ain't shit 'til you
Got offers in Prague
Look that shit up, a book, nigga
Pick that shit up expand your vocab
I'm giving out toe tags for no cash
All summer long plus three seasons after
Please CC a rapper, tell him meet me
It's absolutely imperative that my
Heat speak to rappers
The problem with this game is
This weak sea of rappers
I'm the answer on the low
I'm a cheat sheet for rappers
I came up 'round AC to DC adapters
Plug talk
What I'm really sayin' is a shame but
My niggas move 'caine like HBCU Kappas
Whole town full of CC Sabathia's
You think niggas gettin' fat
Pitchin' crack? Not really
This is not the eighties, don't be silly
Now we push pills and sell heroin to Billy
Now Billy momma want the judge
To pardon his addiction
How many black addicts that got
Caught up in the system?
With no sob stories on
Your prime time television
I can smell a blatant contradiction, man
Listen don't want to fuck up my vibe
Let's end it on a positive note
Come see me live
KOD album of the year, undebatably
My cadence be the greatest we've seen
Since the late MC whose name was The
Notorious Dreamville stacked like
The Warriors
Winning back to back, next up to bat
Is my nigga Bas, after that, Jiddy-JID
That's a New York City kid, plus ATL
Me, I'm from the 'Ville
But I know them towns well
Before I had a deal, I was givin' niggas hell
Now I'm givin' niggas deals and
They givin' niggas hell