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gonna die
Okay what am I
Saying okay what am I
But the son of such a saint who gave me her eyes
I put 'em both to waste
Cannot love or procreate
I say my

sincère
Et véritable
Faut qu'j'laisse une trace sur cette Terre
Question d'héritage 

3 ans que j'prépare un album
Sans savoir par ou commencer
J'ai pas la

Rohhh
Ouais direct
Hey je monte un peu le son comme ça c'est carré
(Touss)
On est la pas des gros pd
Hey son en impro ça part direct
Maman hélico

traînait les catalogues
Là j'ai pu d'cash pour faire mon prochain album
D'ici là, je me cache derrière le son d'un saxophone
C'est vrai qu'au début

the voice of a generation
We are the saints and the angels above
We are the sons and daughters of heaven
Born to declare His kingdom will come
We are

Stand tall saints
Stand ready
Ready for spiritual war
Stand steady

Remember the garden
Snake in the midst
Son of the morning
Fallen to the pit
Half truth

I got me a bad bitch I got me the one
Shawty she a savage she a son of guns
Saint Laurent her fashion shipped it from Milan
Gucci on my fabric that's

Crashed out on the interstate
Just to see if I care
And I'm not a saint
Oh but I ain't the devils son
And you've been a good girl
So heaven ain't for me
Did

to ear
When I see you
On the naughty list
What them cookies do to me
Like I'm Saint Nick
Coming down chimney
When the night comes
Move closer to me
By

you've ever seen
The one and only saint
To society's complaints
And it's all that I'll ever be

Holier than thou, I'm a king, whatever right?
Son

vrais déesse parmi les hommes,
On en voit qu'une par millésime,
Celles qui dans nos cœurs résonnent,
Elles ont leur place dans chaque album,
D'une douce

turning in my album
Get amnesia when they ask "who you got your style from?"
You niggas make me laugh 'til I cry
Scared to use your voice, so all you

4 Your Eyez Only

J. Cole

4 Your Eyez Only

2016

This perspective is a real one, another lost Ville son
I dedicate these words to you and all the other children
Affected by the mass incarceration in

My happy state in the void
I miss the times when I was hella captivated by joy, yeah
And they pray that im sick and my throat dry
Cus i stay on their

word to my kin
Ima ride for my dog and watch his story begin
I ain't a saint I been a sinner
I do this shit
Never been a pretender
I take no shorts cause

Numb from pity, pride and pain
Felt enlightened by the drugs and the drink
That's when I became…
The saint of saints to test your faith
All

low-key, Nike and some Saint Laurent 

Oh lord, they need saving
I've been waiting for this so long 
I could dis you, I can end you on this whole song 
My

Outrageous that we would even want their approval
We're approved by God to go forth and show and prove to all
That this gospel that we preach is relevant

to me that’s a win 

Now everybody go,
Higher, Higher, Higher, Higher
Let’s make a corporate affair
Saints put cha hands in the air
Higher, Higher,

the saints we praise your name
Holy, holy is the Lord

You saw my shame, You did not turn away
I am clothed in white by redeeming grace
cnd when I walk through

the saints we praise your name
Holy, holy is the Lord

You saw my shame, You did not turn away
I am clothed in white by redeeming grace
cnd when I walk through

down with care
God gave His Son to win
His erring child He reconciled
And pardoned from his sin

O love of God, how rich and pure
How measureless

bowed down with care
God gave his son to win
His erring child he reconciled
cnd pardoned from his sin

Oh love of God how rich and pure
How measureless

a different kind of life
He turned water into ice cold Bush Lite
He was the patron saint of getting wasted
Made the best beer you ever tasted
It was perfect but