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  • 作词 : J. Cole
    作曲 : J. Cole

    My niggas be smoking on something loud, head to the clouds
    I ain't been steppin' out, tired of sticking out in the crowd
    This world is changing right in front of me
    Gray hairs, I'm aging quicker than I thought I'd be
    (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    Please believe these flows teach egos
    To freeze and then recede, I'm C4
    Beneath your Jeep, the second you turn that keyhole
    Then heat blows your weak flows right out the water
    The father, boy, I work smarter and harder
    My style got a restraining order, don't bother
    I charter unseen territories in order
    To push it farther than you niggas had ever thought of
    I caught a lotta murder charges, turned artists
    To martyrs, when I rock, thot turns to goddess
    Fiends turn to kings, dreams turn to things tangible
    My hands are full with grands I pulled
    From stanzas, no, I can't go slow
    I'm Sandra Bull, either proceed with speed or don't breathe
    There's no creed or color that won't heed
    To the warning, the planet'll shake when I'm performing
    Tectonic plates from a place where Tecs on their waist
    So stay safe, or get left with chest on your face
    As death waits for your last of breath
    I'ma pass the test, yes, I'm a master chef
    Want a taste, then pay for it
    They claim they're real, but they're seldom straightforward
    The pain I feel on my frame gets transmuted to a dangerous flame
    I spit fire at the devil while the angels sang
    The flow changed, but Jermaine's the same, I'm Plain Jane
    Not a chain on my neck, but shine like baguettes
    A shame, not a flex, to rhyme like the rest
    My mind's quite depressed if I don't write these
    I'm Spike Lee of the audio, back in my barrio
    Parties got shot up, so I built up all my cardio
    Dodge shells, collect coins like I'm Mario
    But this is not a gaming experience, I'm serious, nigga
    (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up (Yeah)
    My niggas be smoking on something loud, head to the clouds
    I ain't been steppin' out, tired of sticking out in the crowd
    This world is changing right in front of me
    Gray hairs, I'm aging quicker than I thought I'd be
    I'm that bass in your trunk, the bullet that missed Trump
    The gun that jammed 'cause it seemed God had other plans
    The Son of Man extending his hand to Son of Sam
    In forgiveness, for all of the homicides we witnessed
    The overdramatized, the traumatized with sickness
    Thrown in the pan and caramelized for richness
    And served on a plate with sirloin steak
    To billionaires who don't care the world's gon' break
    Long as they make money off it, pain brings profit
    One man gains it soon as the next man lost it
    There's a bridge you can walk to hear God talk
    But there are real slim odds a rich man crosses
    'Cause greed is a poisonous seed, indeed
    As it spreads like weeds through the mind's apple trees
    I proceed with caution, and I'm not flossing
    Unlike some, I'm not defined by my fortune
    I'm defined by rhymes, though I'm in my prime
    There was times that I was down 'cause I'd thought I'd lost it
    But no, low and behold, as my poetry grows
    I give all glory to God as the story unfolds
    And the gray hairs that grow on my head will show
    Ain't no time limit to get it, you ain't never too old
    So keep hold of your dreams, no matter how it seems
    If you don't water your lawn, well, then it won't stay green
    I seen babies turn fiends, addicted to the screen
    Their dad shares cashiers replaced by machines
    Don't buy, subscribe so you can just stream
    Your content like rent, you won't own a thing
    Before long, all the songs the whole world sings'll
    Be generated by latest of AI regimes
    As all of our favorite artists erased by it scream
    From the wayside, "Ayy, whatever happened to human beings?"
    Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    My niggas be smoking on something loud
  • [00:00.000] 作词 : J. Cole
    [00:00.093] 作曲 : J. Cole
    [00:00.187]
    [00:16.286] My niggas be smoking on something loud, head to the clouds
    [00:21.066] I ain't been steppin' out, tired of sticking out in the crowd
    [00:24.609] This world is changing right in front of me
    [00:29.314] Gray hairs, I'm aging quicker than I thought I'd be
    [00:33.210] (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [00:37.446] (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [00:41.487] (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [00:45.680] (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [00:49.877] Please believe these flows teach egos
    [00:51.913] To freeze and then recede, I'm C4
    [00:53.892] Beneath your Jeep, the second you turn that keyhole
    [00:56.040] Then heat blows your weak flows right out the water
    [00:58.233] The father, boy, I work smarter and harder
    [01:00.394] My style got a restraining order, don't bother
    [01:02.350] I charter unseen territories in order
    [01:04.524] To push it farther than you niggas had ever thought of
    [01:06.673] I caught a lotta murder charges, turned artists
    [01:08.893] To martyrs, when I rock, thot turns to goddess
    [01:10.813] Fiends turn to kings, dreams turn to things tangible
    [01:13.536] My hands are full with grands I pulled
    [01:15.232] From stanzas, no, I can't go slow
    [01:16.702] I'm Sandra Bull, either proceed with speed or don't breathe
    [01:19.253] There's no creed or color that won't heed
    [01:21.094] To the warning, the planet'll shake when I'm performing
    [01:23.343] Tectonic plates from a place where Tecs on their waist
    [01:25.512] So stay safe, or get left with chest on your face
    [01:27.725] As death waits for your last of breath
    [01:29.440] I'ma pass the test, yes, I'm a master chef
    [01:31.321] Want a taste, then pay for it
    [01:32.631] They claim they're real, but they're seldom straightforward
    [01:34.643] The pain I feel on my frame gets transmuted to a dangerous flame
    [01:37.633] I spit fire at the devil while the angels sang
    [01:39.744] The flow changed, but Jermaine's the same, I'm Plain Jane
    [01:41.935] Not a chain on my neck, but shine like baguettes
    [01:44.102] A shame, not a flex, to rhyme like the rest
    [01:46.079] My mind's quite depressed if I don't write these
    [01:48.014] I'm Spike Lee of the audio, back in my barrio
    [01:50.451] Parties got shot up, so I built up all my cardio
    [01:52.487] Dodge shells, collect coins like I'm Mario
    [01:54.773] But this is not a gaming experience, I'm serious, nigga
    [01:57.155] (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [02:01.031] (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [02:04.961] (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [02:09.082] (Straight up) Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up (Yeah)
    [02:13.016] My niggas be smoking on something loud, head to the clouds
    [02:17.622] I ain't been steppin' out, tired of sticking out in the crowd
    [02:21.767] This world is changing right in front of me
    [02:25.919] Gray hairs, I'm aging quicker than I thought I'd be
    [02:29.982] I'm that bass in your trunk, the bullet that missed Trump
    [02:32.029] The gun that jammed 'cause it seemed God had other plans
    [02:34.155] The Son of Man extending his hand to Son of Sam
    [02:36.216] In forgiveness, for all of the homicides we witnessed
    [02:38.455] The overdramatized, the traumatized with sickness
    [02:40.526] Thrown in the pan and caramelized for richness
    [02:42.517] And served on a plate with sirloin steak
    [02:44.544] To billionaires who don't care the world's gon' break
    [02:46.499] Long as they make money off it, pain brings profit
    [02:48.759] One man gains it soon as the next man lost it
    [02:50.798] There's a bridge you can walk to hear God talk
    [02:52.871] But there are real slim odds a rich man crosses
    [02:55.047] 'Cause greed is a poisonous seed, indeed
    [02:57.005] As it spreads like weeds through the mind's apple trees
    [02:59.287] I proceed with caution, and I'm not flossing
    [03:01.274] Unlike some, I'm not defined by my fortune
    [03:03.266] I'm defined by rhymes, though I'm in my prime
    [03:05.313] There was times that I was down 'cause I'd thought I'd lost it
    [03:07.443] But no, low and behold, as my poetry grows
    [03:09.620] I give all glory to God as the story unfolds
    [03:11.558] And the gray hairs that grow on my head will show
    [03:13.652] Ain't no time limit to get it, you ain't never too old
    [03:15.686] So keep hold of your dreams, no matter how it seems
    [03:17.831] If you don't water your lawn, well, then it won't stay green
    [03:19.979] I seen babies turn fiends, addicted to the screen
    [03:21.960] Their dad shares cashiers replaced by machines
    [03:23.994] Don't buy, subscribe so you can just stream
    [03:25.989] Your content like rent, you won't own a thing
    [03:28.314] Before long, all the songs the whole world sings'll
    [03:30.531] Be generated by latest of AI regimes
    [03:32.709] As all of our favorite artists erased by it scream
    [03:34.522] From the wayside, "Ayy, whatever happened to human beings?"
    [03:36.857] Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [03:43.657] Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [03:47.743] Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [03:51.391] Straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up, straight up
    [03:53.438] My niggas be smoking on something loud