J. COLE

J. COLE - Too Deep For The Intro

rate me

Yeah,

hey,

yeah,

Partially functional, half of me is comfortable

the other half is close to the cliff like Mrs Huckstable

these boys got them hoslters and clips they pack like lunchables

like white boys in grade school

we ate school made food just

eyeing they sh-t, wish I was trying they sh-t

knowing when mama hit the store she wasn’t buying that sh-t

no I aint crying a bit man

thats just life thats just how shit work

you reach your hand in fire, you pull it back when you get burnt

gotta learn when you get hurt

even if its with cupid

he beat you and you went back

who’s officially stupid

oh yeah I understand thats your man,

you had a plan

you been together for some years

you sticking with him for the kids

so you overlook the tears but we both know thats a bad look

cause 20 years from now your daughter will probably get her ass whooped

if this too deep for the intro I’ll find another use

but just in case its perfect let me introduce

cole, cole, cole

if this too deep for the intro I’ll find another use

but just in case its perfect let me introduce

it’s Cole, i had a dream and so I made a move

a ill ass n-gga who just so happened to stay in school

still rap for hustlers and muthaf-ckers that hated school

said thats for busters that heard my sh-t and I made it cool

This aint to say that I’m gifted as if I’m Christmas shopping

I got gangsta n-ggas that lining up in that missions office

and possibly cause all the hoe n-ggas scrape

and I sh-t up on my plate so you know a n-gga late to my first class

I’d much rather sit up in first class

should I admit that a slutty b-tch was my first smash

was it experience so nah I didnt wear it out

always thought my first time would be with someone I cared about

but being a virgin was something to be embarrassed bout

I used to ask for practice so I wasnt scared out my mind

you call it rhymes I call it clearing out my mind

was just a young boy staring out my blind

till I got free from my momma leash

running loose through the streets

like a stray dog in heat

and we looking for some freaks can you play

pardon me, whats your name, don’t mistake me for no lame

no not me

she do hours on the team cause she seen how tall I’d be

in the club dappin’ n-ggas, eventually R-I-P

damn, you win some, you lose some

that just how its happens

and if a n-gga step up to ya, then you gotta scrap em

your name is all you got, throwing hands by the bathroom

its funny I barely told nobody I started rapping

cause see some n-ggas was haters that I viewed as clowns

at 14 I knew I was the nicest dude around

I gotta make a move, I gotta do this now

if they don’t know your dreams, than they cant shoot em down

Thanks to Beranda for correcting these lyrics

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