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on the record by saying that
Was probably the best Breakfast
Bars we've had

Yo what is this Bring the Pain
When I spit it so insane
Gotta bring it back again

or the future so If I don't know ya
That means I never knew ya
I'm a new one, 23 to the hoop
Jay Z to the booth
Young Nigga just trying to prove something
Its

The litigator
Rhyme self-incriminator, titilater
Independent penchant for the
Penmanship, writ it, i did it major
Jay hit the fader, I blaze with the skaters
I

Friday night, I'm just sittin at home
In the zone with the TV on
Lookin at Beyonce with some sexy shit on
Thinkin Jay better be hittin that shit right

You are not that high high high high high

All facts my format
Never doin' just straight sushi raw raps
I don't play dat don't get out here rough
You

single day last year at least I made a K
All my bags real, that’s how we know that ya bae’s a fake
Yeah they say the best things in life are free

Youngins' be playing, I'm not with the games
Tryna' get me a K'
I'm surrounded by greats
You don't move at my pace, man get out my way
Lil' Shawdy, what is

could prove by dropping this
Maybe one day I'll be great as Jay, okay
Big L, Eminem, my future's grey
Opaque as me, don't take no Peter
Piper bullshit,

to you
I'll tell you what Jay-Z told me
"Hoes will get you sidetracked then
Clapped from close feet"
Distracted from tasks by ass
I know it's tight
But you

Facts is I defied what they all say
I get pounds from Jay-Z and Party with Beonce
Suffice what you say
I've done came along way
From when I've gotten

Let em speak and confess
Tell em JAY has made it
A way you can never suggest
I could tell em by myself
But I don't speak to the press
My life is

classic ma pure classy 
Trasportando buste e pacchetti, ma non è Nexive
Milano Vice, trap life muta in rap shit (brr)
Frero fa drive-bys con il MAC, fuma

My name to Jay man
J Cole the prodigy but ain't nobody hot as me
Yelling out Cole World that's
Why I dress properly
Waffles for breakfast just me

Writin' my bars in the back of the Bentley
Just kidding, I'm trippin', the Lambo fits me
I was raised by Lil Dicky
Drivin' down Ward, listenin'

for, that's the truth
Hlalisa four-four in a coupe
Even the north pole of a tjo-tjo I got more dough in the boot
Bitches be shinning and getting by
Shine

to make it through these traumas.
These songs are here to pay honour
To those left that flock together like birds over Tolka.
My way is to make stay
Feel

tips, don't try to blame me
Play caller, get the blueprint, bitch, I'm Jay Z
Touchdown, it was rush hour, like where Juntao?
Fifty shots, Lil Uzi by me

(feminist?)
It used to be different back when Jay was in the picture (get over it)
I had a snake in the grass pretendin' to be my sister (get over it)
Had

busy doing numbers
Came a long way off the corner, ain't no label could persuade me
I'm in New York ridin' in a foreign feelin' just like Jay-Z
Double

The Old Prince Still Lives at Home

Shad

The Old Prince

2007

Jay-Z
Or maybe I just hate these crappy jobs, call me crazy
But I refuse to work 'em, man, it's miserable
Can't do it 'less it's due to circumstance

smoke just to ease up the pain
You and I ain't one in the same
I do it no practice I peep most of y'all are hustling backwards
My eye on the atlas

narcissistic
Plus a shark at business
My art is dark and twisted
On the roof I'm getting chased, by two cop vets
Trying to memorize my verse for DjBooth.net

After Hours [Extended Euromix; Version]

The Living Legends

The Gathering

2008

could tell by her moaning
In the morning in the morning

I know things could get all crazy
But you made it from the hating
I know, I know

Girl you

so cool

I walk by and spray
I wanna fuck now
But I'm laughing at JJ
Brandy and a couple
I pick bitches like Ray Jay
I practiced my alpha nigga