J. Cole - Villuminati lyrics

J. Cole

J. Cole [Jermaine Lamarr Cole] Frankfurt, Germany/Fayetteville, North Carolina, U.S. 🇩🇪 🇺🇸

[J. Cole - Villuminati lyrics]

I'm a born sinner
But I die better than that, I swear
It's way darker this time laughs

Sometimes I brag like Hov
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Sometimes I brag like Hov
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Sometimes I brag like Hov
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Sometimes I brag like Hov
Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight
Cole, time to get paid
Blow up like the World Trade

Sometimes I brag like Hov
Sometimes I'm real like Pac
Sometimes I focus on the flow to
Show the skills I got
Sometimes I focus on the dough
Look at these bills I got


This is a message for some
Rappers tryna steal my spot
You niggas famous on the internet
I'm real life hot, homie
Get your weight up
Fake niggas get sprayed up
My verbal AK slay faggots
And I don't mean no disrespect
Whenever I say faggot, okay, faggot?
Uh, don't be so sensitive
If you want to get fucked in the ass that's
Between you and whoever else's dick it is
Pause, maybe that line was too far
Just a little joke to show
How homophobic you are
And who can blame ya? Boy Meets World
I'm tryna find a new Topanga
And bang her out, no hanging out
My pops was club hopping back
When Rick James was out
And all I get is Trinidad
James, wait a minute, that's strange
Sip a bit of champagne, say fuck it
If the hoes like it I love it, nigga, nigga
Nigga
Used to watch Rap City, Big Tigga, Tigga
Rap nerd, even copped Rah Diggah, Diggah
Pac had a nigga saying fuck Jigga
Fuck Biggie i was only like 11 so forgive me
A decade later I'd be all up in the city
Tryna get Hov to fuck with me
With a burned CD full of jams
That was up in my hand
When he said he didn't want it
It was fuck him again
One day, he gon' regret playing me
Little did I know in a year
He'd be fucking paying me
What could you say to me? I
Beat the odds like Vegas
I used to rap about haters
Before niggas was hating me
Now they hate to see
A young black man with a college degree
Fucking all these little models for free
Pardon me

Sometimes I brag like Hov
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Sometimes I brag like Hov
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Sometimes I brag like Hov
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Sometimes I brag like Hov got the game back
And I ain’t ever letting go

I'm the prince of the city
I studied Machiavelli
You niggas couldn't blow with C4
Strapped to your belly
I snuck up out the parts
Where niggas be living heartless
And cannot tell the difference between Iraqi
Israeli and so I'm wondering really what
Could you actually tell me
I'm tryna keep my homie from
Throwing crack in the skully
So, back with this pen to
Give back for my sins
Took a black president to
Tell the Japanese sorry
But who the fuck gon' tell my niggas sorry
Never seen his pops 'cause he's sorry
Fucked up education
Would ask for reparations
But I’m probably just gon'
Go and buy Ferraris, vroom
Please forgive him
According to the preacher man he
Needs Jesus in him
But the Devil run the TV so the demons in 'em
I'm in trouble did a deal with the Devil
Now I'm pleading with him
Like give me my soul

My nigga, I ain't ever letting you go again
I ain't ever letting go
I ain't ever letting you go again
Please give me my soul
I ain't ever letting go
I ain't ever letting you go again
Please give me my soul
I ain't ever letting go
But the Devil don't play fair

I'm 'bout to go and join the Illuminati
Fuck everybody
I'm 'bout to go and join the Illuminati
Fuck everybody
I'm 'bout to go and join the Illuminati
Fuck everybody
I'm 'bout to go and join the Illuminati

These next three bars is
Dedicated to the retards
Keep on asking me about the Illuminati
Is you stupid, nigga? Young black millionaire
Old white billionaires
I'm sure that they can do without me
And I ain't really into
Sacrificing human bodies
Couple more A's I would've been
A summa cuma laude
Beyoncé told me that she want
To cop the blue Bugatti
That shit is more than what I'm worth
I think she knew it probably
Well this is awkward, awkward
Want to know what else is really awkward
Awkward when niggas buy rings for bitches
I had flings with
I'm praying I don't see 'em at the Oscars
Oscars

Hey J cole, this way, hey
Oh, hey what's up? What's goin'
On with you? Okay big smile, man, big smile
Let me see that crooked smile
J cole, J cole, this way, look this way
Oh friend hug, friend hug
Just keep it friendly we friends, friends

Re-adjustin' my target audience
'cause it's obvious i've gone astray
Losing my way like Timberlake
Produced by Timbaland on
That goddamn FutureSex loveSounds
What's playing in my mind
Just the sound of my whole career
Crash and burning
The thing that I mostly fear
Was on track for the first two years
Until I let the Devil steer
Now what have we here? Mask my tears, but I

I ain't ever letting go
I ain't ever letting you go again
I ain't ever letting go
I ain't ever letting you go again
I ain't ever letting go
I ain't ever letting you go again
I ain't ever letting go
I ain't ever letting you go again

Allow me to re-introduce myself
My name is Cole my nigga
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Sometimes I brag like Hov
Allow me to re-introduce myself
My name is Cole my nigga
Born sinner, the opposite of a winner
Sometimes I brag like Hov born sinner

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