Lyrics:
on toes
I'm J. Cole the way I diss niggas
Factual facts factually fictionalizing what niggas say in they raps
I dissected every word that you had said in
celebratin, poppin off the cork
If I'm goin out, I'm goin out with a bang
Side by side with my boys, not a gang
Yeah
Wake up, New York
It's time
stations I own
Give every girl a New York a cellular phone
Interstate highway controller 22 thousand cars on the freeway
Co-signer by myself, under me one
straight to your soul
When I'm spitting, better listen like you'd listen to J. Cole
Like you'd listen to J. Cole
The Off-Season
There's a reason I've been
Like Lisa Stansfield, I've been around the world
I'm from New York, like Earl the Pearl
But since I live in Washington I'm Redskin like Levon
Hangin'
all these bots what J Cole meant on A lot
The fantasy the world you live in one day will come crashing down
Sitting high up on your throne reality
one since birth.
"New York is number one today in the house!"
[El P]
I'll do the simple shit; strike harder than Hoffa.
El the maladjusted, MC
le punani
Mes gars trouvent que j'pue la cyprine
J'pose à l'ancienne comme si j'avais un pull Tacchini
Sur New York comme dans True Crime, j'ai plus
Black lives, baptized in a pool of fire
With no new desires, change is coming, your truth expired
Look what you inspired, we conspired
So sick
see things burn so I get it
So for my people it’s a cold world
So I keep a 9 on my side, but you don’t see her like J. Cole's girl
We will no longer
Bad as in good, good as in hood
Evil lurks in the shadow, I wish a nigga would
Ayo, New York, New York, big city of dreams
But some dreams get
pack it in til it's clamming up
Look for the microphone then jam it up
[PMD]
You said you see me jamming in New York Tech
You got one right fella,
york city
I will go
new york city
I think it's time to change
miles away (Miles away)
New York raining
New York raining
It's too much my babe I need you
It's too much my babe I need you
Red wine and cheese before
Now your red tail lights dissolve in the night of New York
Cause you never could fly with two feet on the ground
We were Bonnie and Clyde I feel like
New York, I Love You (Vol. 10,000)
Lyrics and Music by Andrew Weiss
Here's another hymn for the non-believers and the peasants who all think
bustlin' feeling
From Chinatown to Herald Square
And the smell of hot pretzels and roastin' chestnuts fills the air
It's a New York kinda Christmas
wit it
Doctor grabbed me I swung almost hit em
Ask my father I rap what I'm living
On a swivel my shooters on pivot
I get higher than New York wit
Winnin' Team Cole Music bitch
Look who Back again
Muscle car cole yeah time to throttle Up
Gonna Need some entertainment
Call da models up
Da Clique
my hand but you're up too high
I know I'm not your focus
And it's about time that I noticed that
You're like New York at night
I couldn't pin
the two polar opposites.
New York feels like it's being run by your friend who goes to therapy twice a week.
Only your friend who goes to therapy twice
of New York City knows that their life is on the line
Just across the lines of the county or god forbid outside New York state
By the time they swim
Ugh, I mean to Maryland, DC, Virginia
What J. Cole he needed a 'Ville
Don't do this shit for the thrill
Ugh, I am coming for the kill
Tell me how you
mon back, là j'les vois tous qui s’étonnent
J’ai rempli mon vin avec la goutte qui déborde
De Californie à New York j'étais dans tous mes États
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