作词 : J. Cole 作曲 : J. Cole That was the warm up, that was the warm up, baby Aight, Elite, for real, one take, dawg, and I'm up outta here One, yup, yeah. Lord, please forgive me for my sinning I ain't saying that I'm finished, but I'm praying in advance Cause the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants Yeah, ball game I swear the hoes wasn't in my plans When a ***** took the chance and came to the big city My beat machine the only ******* thing I had with me Like Bobby had Whitney, we was cooking up crack But them fifteen credits had a ***** off track Picture that, best rapper since Lil Wayne in classes The best bachelor since Bruce Wayne with his bachelor's But mastered this rap s**t You hear the words coming from my lips bastards I never crack, I got that Chapstick I practiced till that s**t made perfect And served it to the people on a silver platter Now where's the ladder? Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; I chose the latter Know you haters is pissed, hold your bladder though 'Fore you get tossed like a forward lateral We never tattle, let God handle that Or let the mob handle that No Soprano, half black, half white; I'm a piano I'm an animal, my video on Discovery Channel I'm a beast when my s**t hits the streets, these ****** cease to exist Like a beach in a tsunami, you'll find me in the Ville In the state of NC *****, if I ain't back home, I'm up in NYC 'Bout that money probably like a ******* robbery But I ain’t jacking I'm chasing dreams sort of like jeans, boy, I ain’t slacking I'm chasing dreams sort of like jeans, boy, I ain’t slacking Hey, take a hard look at my drive *****, no hacking on my s**t I'm straight smacking ******, straight tagging ****** Yo, I freestyle and **** you ******, ya'll be wilding and I'm out
[00:00.000] 作词 : J. Cole [00:00.049] 作曲 : J. Cole [00:00.98]That was the warm up, that was the warm up, baby [00:02.91]Aight, Elite, for real, one take, dawg, and I'm up outta here [00:06.41]One, yup, yeah. [00:11.06]Lord, please forgive me for my sinning [00:13.30]I ain't saying that I'm finished, but I'm praying in advance [00:16.15]Cause the way her eyes glance like they playing in my pants [00:18.60]Yeah, ball game [00:19.44]I swear the hoes wasn't in my plans [00:21.25]When a ***** took the chance and came to the big city [00:23.95]My beat machine the only ******* thing I had with me [00:26.58]Like Bobby had Whitney, we was cooking up crack [00:29.23]But them fifteen credits had a ***** off track [00:31.84]Picture that, best rapper since Lil Wayne in classes [00:34.69]The best bachelor since Bruce Wayne with his bachelor's [00:37.43]But mastered this rap s**t [00:38.79]You hear the words coming from my lips bastards [00:41.03]I never crack, I got that Chapstick [00:42.77]I practiced till that s**t made perfect [00:44.86]And served it to the people on a silver platter [00:46.88]Now where's the ladder? [00:47.88]Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; I chose the latter [00:50.70]Know you haters is pissed, hold your bladder though [00:52.85]'Fore you get tossed like a forward lateral [00:55.14]We never tattle, let God handle that [00:57.07]Or let the mob handle that [00:58.33]No Soprano, half black, half white; I'm a piano [01:01.04]I'm an animal, my video on Discovery Channel [01:03.67]I'm a beast when my s**t hits the streets, these ****** cease to exist [01:07.23]Like a beach in a tsunami, you'll find me in the Ville [01:09.66]In the state of NC [01:10.83]*****, if I ain't back home, I'm up in NYC [01:13.57]'Bout that money probably like a ******* robbery [01:16.21]But I ain’t jacking [01:17.16]I'm chasing dreams sort of like jeans, boy, I ain’t slacking [01:19.75]I'm chasing dreams sort of like jeans, boy, I ain’t slacking [01:22.44]Hey, take a hard look at my drive *****, no hacking on my s**t [01:25.52]I'm straight smacking ******, straight tagging ****** [01:28.01]Yo, I freestyle and **** you ******, ya'll be wilding and I'm out
