Unabomber

J. Cole

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    Yea,
    Fresh off the mother fuckin-
    Broadcast, and I'm here! -fuego
    Nigga, yea, hey
    Uh, it's happening fast
    Yea, uh
    I told niggas on the low, they ain't hear it though
    Boy that man in the mirror, is a miracle
    Ay wipe your face, momma told you no more tears will flow
    We eating better than we was a few years ago
    Send you western union on my payday
    A week later it's mayday
    So you return the favor
    We stay afloat like some sailors
    Bill collectors blowing us up
    They could'ntfade us
    Bitch I made strait As go ahead and try to degrade us
    Haters-
    But this ones funny
    Man one year later I was on them phones collecting money
    A lesson from me-everybody got a story dog
    Unfortunately learned I can't do nothing for you do
    I'm trynna run the whole game like a morning jog
    With hits like a porno blog
    Not hoping out the shower to make 10 dollars an hour
    Ain't judging, No
    To each is own
    You pay your bills to raise your kids inside a decent home
    More power to you
    But a message to you
    Fuck niggas!
    I hope your kids grow up and never want to fuck with you
    This punk nigga knock up two hoes at the same time
    And told us nigga, they were lying, dog they ain't mines
    That's cold blooded but ain't nothing new
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    Same old, fuck it though
    What's up with you?
    If you make it this far listening without skipping
    Then I got to show love
    Don't worry I'm just venting
    The late night thoughts of a nigga on a mission
    And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position
    Tuck that ass in and then I went and grab pen-
    And then you have it
    Word flowing like magic
    It's truly accurate
    You niggas posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant
    Nobody touching me it's like I got the cooties rapping
    Remember when we called niggas African booty scratchers?
    Yea that was random but man so is life
    You grab your needles grab your thread and hope you sew it right
    I find myself fiening for a spot to go at night
    Where the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite
    The fast lane make me reminisce on slowing life
    The Unabomber blowing up over night
    Boom!
    Ay yo it's happening fast
    I said it's happening fast
    All the drama that I had to get past
    Will it last
    Or will it past? -Just as quick as it came
    Hoes knowing my name
    Dog fucking with fame
    I pray to God it won't change
    But even if it don't most niggas look at you strange
    But I guess I can't complain
    Ay man it's happening fast
    I said it's happening fast
    I said it's happening fast

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