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J.O.W.I.M.I.B.A.
Nigga replay, them seconds.
Addressing me by my name is the only way you'll get in my section.
I've been sitting in shitty

honey buns (HA HA)
I told her make a choice I'm not for everyone
R.I.P my niggas living by the gun
I'm star lil bitch I'm shining like the sun
Tried

Dead presidents for food clothes and shelter
We used to put these black thoughts on white paper
A paradox like a black church and a white savior
That's

Follow Me

Red One

Girlfight [Clean]

2000

Positivity, that's my man
And to the one Godzillah, understands
The deep, Cole got the beat
And to the one that fit, is for the street

people we've been proxies
For your evil and satanic plans
America chose hitler to be president
Ethnic cleansing of a nation so peaceful
Surrounded by

and vaudefillian famous
For singing "Swannee"
Written with words by Irving Ceasar
And music by Ira
Gershwin in 1919 became a big hit for
Jolson in 1920 and was

Cole
I'm feeling like YG
I'm feeling just like The Game
I'm feeling like Bun B
I'm feeling Ice Cube
I'm feeling like Ice T
I'm feeling like 50
I'm

as for unfortunate dreamers
Turn forty and are forced to be cleaners
A mop, broom and a brush
I am not losing my touch
I'll up the gear like I'm using

for
I walk with my head up, that’s even though I’m fed up
Like J Cole, i'mma get up, and I won’t ever let up
I seen the haters in the crowd, they need

Real street nigga in my boots yeah you know ain't no shakin'
Every morning wake to mary j you know I be baken
On my moment to rise I been plotting

presidents
I need that
Rich residence

Paper on my mind
N my mind onna paper cant you see

From the land of the scrapers
Where you watch for them haters
Cause

All the lil bitches call me handsome
But I be way too busy to go plan some
So they hear the lyrics and think they know me
By the time I drop the song

Influenced by J. Cole and Lil Dicky[01:22.63]And as I progress on my journey, I tend to be a lil' picky[01:25.77]Yearning for something that some would call

reminds of J. Cole’s album 2014 Forest Hills Drive
He does this same shit too
I guess I, I guess I copied him
Now I see why he did it ‘cause it’s so, it’s

imma stay for good
Yeah, this one's for the muthafuckin neighborhood
So pour it up, then throw it up
The cops roll by, go sober up
Fuck wrong with these

Family Affair

Cash Money Millionaires

Baller Blockin [Clean]

2000

it's a family affair

Candy paint, sweetsa dank, it's a family affair


[Bun B]

Go down to Texas, represented by long lines and G's

Where niggas'll

II Trill

Z-Ro

II Trill

2008

president
Congratulations
By the way I need u to send a trill message to sum
And a subliminal one to other
About this throwin' rocks
And being behind

get
The dough right get
The flow right now
We all right leave them
In awe right better
Than all might be
Here for a long one
Damn this nigga lit
Yeah I

'em know that
We can't be lost for long
And we damn sure can't be lost forever
So it's time to find ourselves
Within all that water
Within all that

Didn't lose my soul I gave it up by choice
Now you all can hear the devil in my voice
So seductive i make j cole's girl moist
Now getting girls at my shows

influenced by the niggas that spat on it before me
Being J Cole and A-Reece
A fraction of the rapper I be
And so I ask myself, if musically I am my own artist

Networking, meanwhile my stomach turning
Wanted to be a part of it
Cater it to my audience j cole runnin' late
If he don't show up
Think I can take his place

Cole's, Ab Soul's, but not necessarily in that order
I just think we've should have higher standards
Got me praying to some higher powers for I don't know

your Carty from
Oh it's gone missing it wasn't me
I was smiling wid him
J Hus pass by, swear I saw your wifey wid him
You gon' have a tiny temper
I just