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AN OFF SEASON SUMMER
AND I DONT MEAN AN ALBUM BY J COLE
ITS OBVIOUS THAT YALL Achilles heel AINT JUST UNDER THE ANKLE
I STEPPED INTO MY GREATNESS
IT MADE

Invite me to nothing if I gotta wear a suit, I
Climb a tree, rip a leaf, pull the root, I
Smoke some weed, brush my teeth, get the loot, I
Got no need, for

going home
But I’ll wait by the road
Take my hand on the pale white sand
And lead me to the garden where the flowers are dead
Tonight I’m going swimming

I get by without hearing what the papers say
About what's happening miles away
I'll wear in my shoes
Don't want to be mothered
Fall for protocol

When it comes to love I get my own way 
Love is a needlessly contrary competition 
Often complicated, no proper definition 
Taking aim at nothing,

Last night you held me so tight, even though it wasn't right babynow 
I can't get you off my mind
You make sure every time that you do it how I like

Saw you walking down the street
Girl you looked so fine
Can we just get together
I’ll put champagne on ice
‘Cause girl you make me crazy, lately
When

stay home
Ain't the government smart?
Them tax dollars all went to toilet paper and food
I'd say a dollar well spent but it wasn't for you
I'm sure

it is they say gets me paid
Send positive energy my way
'Cause I just might need it like everyday
Woah,woah,yeah
Got a family at home
Could you ask for

Yesterday got backstabbed
By someone
Who was close to me
If it's real
He'll look me in my eyes
When he spoke to me
Stumble with yo words
Cause they

they did
A 21 gun salute aimed at your ribs
Magician's amputated
Murder was orchestrated
By the telepathic magistrate
Get your facts straight
Here for

School on Lock

Unlinked Artist

Foolish [Clean]

1999

get it
Ya heard me?

I'm in the 2nd grade, used to rock face
Got my braids back just to show it just to let 'em roll
I know it's a payback, when

the death appears

Day by day, her children gets to see that life ain't fair
They close her schools
And no one even seems to care
Grave plots, have now become

You get songs stuck in my head I don’t even like
How is it you can be so alive in the front and back of my mind
You’ve been running through my head

where the salvage yard is
All the way to the 504
Turn off Claiborne by Home Depot
Uptown Recycling what you got bruh?
One and two wire and some number one

blunts or pickin’ regal locks wit coat hanger wires 
I get open killin rappers
we gotta lotta nota's claimin lava I saute em proper butter on the steak

my worth, I know how much a dollar cost
But will it really matter soon as the shots go off?
And the trumpets get blown by the sighs of archangels
Tired

we’ll let you know” 
  
 In the morning when I run from you 
 You’re sitting by the windowpane 
 In the evening when I run to you 
 I cry: 
 “I’m looking

 cartridges
Box of bullets for both clips
He said, "You better buy a couple more
They gon' be sold quick"
I said, "My nigga, when you slidin' off?"
'Cause I

I'm all out of hope
One more bad break
Could bring a fall
When I'm far from home
Don't call me on the phone
To tell me you're alone
It's easy

And just take broke ass back home
But when the lights are turned off
I think about the man shot
Crunching down the números
Maybe could have saved him
So

getting iffy
I feel alone when I’m sitting at home
Shots to the dome
Got me thinking man what really went wrong
Like if you hear me slide down
And help me

You start a little conversation now
You seem alright, then I call you up when I get home
I know longer go on first dates
I tell a joke, you play

(Yeah)
Will you always come to my home? (Yeah)
When I need you most? (Yeah)
ToboR you're always there for me and I need you

ToboR we love you
ToboR we