作曲 : J. Cole "Unabomber" Yeah Fresh off the mother****ing broadcast And I'm here, fuego mother****er Yeah, hey, uh, it's happening fast Yeah, uh I told mother****ers on the low, they ain't hear it though Boy that man in the mirror is a miracle Hey wipe your face, momma told you no more tears would flow We eating better than we was a few years ago Sent you Western Union on pay day, a week later it's mayday So you returned the favor, we stayed afloat like some sailors Bill collectors blowing us up, the couldn't fade us Nigga I made straight A's, go ahead, try and degrade us, haters But this one's funny: man one year later I was on them phones Collecting money, a lesson from me: everybody's got a story dog Unfortunately learned I can't do nothing for you dog I'm trying to run the whole game like a morning jog With hits like a porno blog Not hopping out to shower to make ten dollars an hour Ain't judging though, to each his own You pay your bills and raise your kids inside a decent home More power to you, but a message to you mother****ing mother****ers I hope your kids grow up and never wanna **** with you This punk mother****er knocked up two hoes at the same time And told this mother****er they was lying dog, they ain't mine That's cold blooded but ain't nothing new Same old, mother****er it though, what's up with you? If you made it this far listening without skipping Then I gotta show love, don't worry I'm just venting The late night thoughts of a mother****er on a mission And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position Tuck that ass in and then I went and grabbed a pen And now you have it, words flowing like magic, it's truly accurate You mother****ers posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant! Nobody touching me, it's like I got the cooties rapping Remember when we called mother****ers African booty scratchers? Yeah that was random man, but so is life You grab your needle, grab your thread, and hope you sew it right I find myself fiending for a spot to go at night With the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite The fast lane makes me reminisce on slower life The unabomber, mother****er I'm blowing up overnight (BOOM!) Hey, yo, it's happening fast I say it's happening fast All the drama that I had to get past Will it last? Or will it pass? Just as quick as it came Hoes knowing my name Dog, welcome to fame I pray to God we don't change But even if you don't Most mother****ers look at you strange But I guess I can't complain (Hey) Hey man it's happening fast I say it's happening fast I say it's happening fast
[00:00.00] 作曲 : J. Cole [00:00.00]"Unabomber" [00:02.00]Yeah [00:03.97]Fresh off the mother****ing broadcast [00:08.85]And I'm here, fuego mother****er [00:11.98]Yeah, hey, uh, it's happening fast [00:20.46]Yeah, uh [00:23.87]I told mother****ers on the low, they ain't hear it though [00:26.44]Boy that man in the mirror is a miracle [00:29.01]Hey wipe your face, momma told you no more tears would flow [00:32.22]We eating better than we was a few years ago [00:35.00]Sent you Western Union on pay day, a week later it's mayday [00:38.77]So you returned the favor, we stayed afloat like some sailors [00:41.58]Bill collectors blowing us up, the couldn't fade us [00:44.55]Nigga I made straight A's, go ahead, try and degrade us, haters [00:48.33]But this one's funny: man one year later I was on them phones [00:51.57]Collecting money, a lesson from me: everybody's got a story dog [00:55.29]Unfortunately learned I can't do nothing for you dog [00:58.31]I'm trying to run the whole game like a morning jog [01:01.33]With hits like a porno blog [01:02.68]Not hopping out to shower to make ten dollars an hour [01:05.26]Ain't judging though, to each his own [01:07.49]You pay your bills and raise your kids inside a decent home [01:10.50]More power to you, but a message to you mother****ing mother****ers [01:13.42]I hope your kids grow up and never wanna **** with you [01:16.43]This punk mother****er knocked up two hoes at the same time [01:19.31]And told this mother****er they was lying dog, they ain't mine [01:22.68]That's cold blooded but ain't nothing new [01:24.70]Same old, mother****er it though, what's up with you? [01:27.07]If you made it this far listening without skipping [01:29.83]Then I gotta show love, don't worry I'm just venting [01:32.55]The late night thoughts of a mother****er on a mission [01:35.33]And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position [01:38.44]Tuck that ass in and then I went and grabbed a pen [01:41.41]And now you have it, words flowing like magic, it's truly accurate [01:44.78]You mother****ers posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant! [01:47.55]Nobody touching me, it's like I got the cooties rapping [01:50.93]Remember when we called mother****ers African booty scratchers? [01:53.75]Yeah that was random man, but so is life [01:56.17]You grab your needle, grab your thread, and hope you sew it right [01:58.93]I find myself fiending for a spot to go at night [02:01.90]With the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite [02:05.06]The fast lane makes me reminisce on slower life [02:07.83]The unabomber, mother****er I'm blowing up overnight (BOOM!) [02:11.55]Hey, yo, it's happening fast [02:14.02]I say it's happening fast [02:17.55]All the drama that I had to get past [02:20.31]Will it last? Or will it pass? [02:22.68]Just as quick as it came [02:24.14]Hoes knowing my name [02:25.45]Dog, welcome to fame [02:26.75]I pray to God we don't change [02:28.37]But even if you don't [02:29.82]Most mother****ers look at you strange [02:31.28]But I guess I can't complain (Hey) [02:33.80]Hey man it's happening fast [02:35.76]I say it's happening fast [02:40.08]I say it's happening fast
