J. Cole - Premeditated Murder Lyrics

Premeditated Murder Lyrics by J. Cole

Am I changing right before your eyes?
Becoming someone you don't recognize
As if I was disguised, I'm on that shit as if I was the Fly
I'm touchin' skies, no puffin' lie
Man these songs that I made in my bedroom and shit
Gon' finally give a nigga leg room and a whip
From a Civic to a Chevy must've died and went to heaven
Like a passenger on 9/11 -- please go find a reverend
You see I promise that I'd never change
But that was way before I made the dough and met the game
Say hello to Miss Thang, I forgot yo name, she yellow
And even white women want a nigga -- Othello
I'm ballin' with nuggets, like fuck it I'm Carmello
Now the crib got much room -- Portobello
She drop it low and then she bust moves for the fellow
I sit yo ass down like you was playin' a cello
See, you niggas hated and I levitated further
Knew I would kill the game, premeditated murder
So if it comes down, may the best man win
No sweat like a hair pin

Where I'm from, if you ever seen what I seen
You know it can't get no better for me
No it can't get no better for me
Where I'm from, if you ever seen what I seen
You know it can't get no better for me
No it can't get no better for me

I'ma kill the game and invite witnesses
No death penalty, I'm givin' out life sentences
Like keep grindin' boy, your life can change in one year
And even when it's dark out, the sun is shining somewhere
Yeah, look here I pay dues
My own worst enemy so fuck it either way I can't lose
808's so my south niggas feel me
Light-skinned so the house niggas feel me
She catch me creepin' out your house she'll kill me
Is it worth it what's under that blouse?
My heart'll turn pitch black and cold if I split with my girl
If I could gift-wrap the globe, I would give you the world
Do you love me like you used to?
Even though I ain't that nigga that you're used to
Remember back when I was broke, you would fix me
Do you prefer the broke me or the rich me
The broke me couldn't buy you meals, not even a value meal
And now I pay for everything, how you feel?
Mixed feelings 'cause now all the chicks feelin' him
You gotta adapt though never goin' back

Where I'm from, if you ever seen what I seen
You know it can't get no better for me
No it can't get no better for me
Where I'm from, if you ever seen what I seen
You know it can't get no better for me
No it can't get no better for me

I can't keep running away
I can't keep running away
I swear I'm coming back today
But if I'm wrong
And I ain't got what it takes
Then all dem people that was counting on me
Boy won't you climb down the mountain for me

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J. Cole - A Star Is Born (New Verse) Lyrics

A Star Is Born (New Verse) Lyrics by J. Cole

(J. Cole - Verse 1)
And could i be a star,
does fame in this game have to change who you are?
could i be the same one who came from a far away life,
just to make it in this broadway lights,
now shining in the broad day light, go figure,
a slow transition from a lil broke n-gga from the Ville,
Got a deal a real life saver,
dreams of being behind the Will like Jada,
i chill now, cop a lil ice later, Cole you go the glow like a lil lightsaber,
so clap for him, then applaud Hov, he gave him the platform
flow so sick thought he wrote the rap for him,
no sir,
the flows cold as a shoulder of a gold digging hoes when a broke n-gga approaches,
told ya I’m focused man, I’ll let you muthf-ckers soak it in,
(J. Cole - Verse 2)
Dear Lord, what am I here for?
Is it the girls or the money or is there more?
I know the world about to come to a endin
So before it does let me finish all my sinnin
I see the devil grinning, as if he winning
This is the bottom of the 9th inning
I’m coming back like light skinnin
What a sad sight looking at my gas light
Damn man I just threw ten in
Look 5 dollars wont get you what it used to
And look love don’t mean what it used to
And everybody and their momma on youtube
Is it just me or is this unusual?
Don’t want to lose you
Just want to reach ya’ll
So let me slow down, to the beat ya’ll
Put the remote down, move your feet ya’ll
One time for the boys holdin heat ya’ll
Keep that tucked before somebody get hurt
See me I’d rather cut catch a body give birth
Now if you was the last man walking on earth
Turn this up, clap your hands like this was church

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J. Cole feat. Eminem - Higher Lyrics

J. Cole feat. Eminem - Higher Lyrics

[Chorus]
Come here I’m about to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one that I desire

Come here I’m about to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but hey…

[Verse 1]
Uh, what up girl, tell me how you feelin’
You look sweet enough to make a n-gga need a filling
If you gotta man, do that n-gga need a fill in
She said looks kill and I’m tryin to make a killin’
And God willing, I’d be chilling on the boat n-gga
Love is a gamble, I ain’t dealin’ with no broke n-gga
Down in Miami, with a super hoe team
Tryin’ to bag a brother with a Super Bowl ring
Down in Dallas at the All-Star game
Spittin’ All-Star game
Tryna get a n-gga with a all-star name
Somethin’ like James, somethin like Wade
If you somethin’ like paid, you can f-ck the night
Yeah, she said f-ck some nice jeans
What about your life savings, won’t spend our lives slavin’
So she graduated, rich n-gga, wife training
And if you got money man the head is amazing

[Chorus]

[Verse 2]
What up girl, tell me how you been
Ain’t seen ya since the 12th grade, even back then,
Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin
But you done got thick on a n-gga, god damn
Hey now got a thing for you
Its been a long time comin, I should hang with you
Cause see way back, I thought to f-ck with you was impossible
Count your baby daddy’s now, 2 aint impossible
Uh, you still got it though, yeah you still got it though
Girl your body lookin’ like a f-ckin’ pot of gold
You got your mean little walk with the model pose
You got your head did, you got designer clothes
You still got it though, yeah you still got it though
You got your nails did, damn girl your on a roll
Do you get brains, did you make the honor roll
Don’t worry bout your man baby, he ain’t gotta know

[Chorus]

[Verse 3]
Hey, I get bored so fast that they won’t last
But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class
Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far
My life is like a movie, would you be my co-star
Like Halle Berry, your old n-gga act like a bitch, like Tyler Perry
You caught him down in Memphis cheating like Calipari
I see you like to stay up on your ESPN
If your mind is on sex you must got ESP then
Had a crush on way back, I wasn’t VIP then
But I was plotting on you, I really wish I had got to know you
Before we grew up and I blew up with these benjamins
That way I know for sure your love is really genuine
Is you my homie, well show me what kind of friend you is
Well if its phony your only cause I can get you ins
Too late for turning back, f-ck it we continuing
Get your ass in that position i love to bend you in

[Chorus]
Come here I’m about to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one that I desire

Come here I’m about to take you higher
We about to set this bitch on fire
Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter
You might not be the one but you the one that I desire

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B.o.B feat. J. Cole - Gladiators Lyrics

B.o.B feat. J. Cole - Gladiators Lyrics

[B.o.B - Verse 1]
Okay so I’m on the beat
what am I supposed to rhyme
what am I supposed to do in this booth
am I to flow a line
what am I a postman now
what am I a poster child
what am I supposed to smile?
what am I supposed to be the dopest MC to hold this down
what if I wasn’t poor as a child
what if I didnt grow up in doubt
I probably shouldn’t be smoking so much my mind is over fried
but still I notice how
them same folks will smile in your face
but behind your back them same folk will frown
but thats enough about them, talk about me
yeh it’s B to the O, I said B to the O and to the B
I owe it to the streets
and I aint tryna brag but you know your boys a beast
and yeah I gotta eat cause my groceries on this beat
and my song will carry on till I no longer speak
my soul is all so Kosher added to the fact I’m cheap
and I put that on my grandma (?) so Rest In Peace hater!

[J.Cole - Verse]
ay many blessins sent from heaven thanking God to be alive
flight attendant woke me up said Mr.Cole you have arrived, welcome
in this game the price of fame is steep Lord help em’
keep em’ sane
prayin’ that the heat won’t melt em
I’m headed to the top I could’nt be more welcome
took the lead role now look I’m right outside ya peephole
thats for the crownholders
never would I dethrone
but if you ever leave home dont worry I keep ya seat warm
so yea I’m simba in a sense I’m the Prince you imposters no mufasas
but theres oscars for you gents
when I say im betta then you n-ggas dont mean no offense
but is clear wit’ no tints man just check the fingerprints
you see we not the same
I got a sh-t list wit’ lot’s a names
and plus hit list wit’ of rappers I’ma cock and aim

then it’s who shot ya man
finally figured out tha game got nothin’ to lose
and a whole f-ckin’ lot to gain.

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