J. Cole - Unabomber lyrics

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J. Cole - Unabomber lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Fresh off the motherf**ing broadcast And I’m here, fuego n***a Yeah, hey, uh, it’s happening fast Yeah, uh [Verse] I told n***as on the low, but 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 Send you Western Union on my pay day, a week later it’s May day So you returned the favor, we stayed afloat like some sailors Bill collectors blowing us up, the couldn’t fade us b**h I made straight A’s, go ‘head, try and degrade us, haters But this one’s funny: man one year later I was on them phones Collecting money, a lesson for 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 p**no 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 f** n***as I hope your kids grow up and never wanna f** with you This punk n***a knocked up two hoes at the same time And told this n***a they was lying dog, they ain’t mine That’s cold blooded but ain’t nothing new Same old, f** 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 n***a on a mission And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position Tuck that a** in and then I went and grabbed a pen And now you have it, words flowing like magic, it’s truly accurate You n***as posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant! Nobody touching me, it’s like I got the cooties rapping Remember when we called n***as African booty scratchers? Yeah that was random, but man, so is life You grab your needle, grab your thread, and hope you sew it right I find myself fiendin’ 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, b**h I’m blowing up over night (BOOM!) [Outro] 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 pa**? 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 n***as 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

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