Unabomber
J.Cole

Yea,


Fresh off the mother fuckin-


Broadcast, and Im here!-fuego


Nigga, yea, hey


Uh, its happening fast


Yea, uh


I told niggas on the low, they aint hear it though


Boy that man in the mirror, is a miracle


Ay wipe your face, momma told you no more tears will flow


We eating better than we was a few years ago


Send you western union on my payday


A week later its mayday


So you return the favor


We stay afloat like some sailors


Bill collectors blowing us up


They couldnt fade us


Bitch I made strait As go ahead and try to degrade us


Haters-


But this ones funny


Man one year later I was on them phones collecting money


A lesson from me-everybody got a story dog


Unfortunately learned I cant do nothing for you do


Im trynna run the whole game like a morning jog


With hits like a porno blog


Not hoping out the shower to make 10 dollars an hour


Aint judging, No


To each is own


You pay your bills to raise your kids inside a decent home


More power to you


But a message to you


Fuck niggas!


I hope your kids grow up and never want to fuck with you


This punk nigga knock up two hoes at the same time


And told us nigga, they were lying, dog they aint mines


Thats cold blooded but aint nothing new


Same old, fuck it though


Whats up with you?


If you make it this far listening without skipping


Then I got to show love


Dont worry im just venting


The late night thoughts of a nigga on a mission


And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position


Tuck that ass in and then I went and grab pen-


And then you have it


Word flowing like magic


Its truly accurate


You niggas posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant


Nobody touching me its like I got the cooties rapping


Remember when we called niggas African booty scratchers?


Yea that was random but man so is life


You grab your needles grab your thread and hope you sew it right


I find myself fiening for a spot to go at night


Where the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite


The fast lane make me reminisce on slowing life


The Unabomber blowing up over night


Boom!


Ay yo its happening fast


I said its happening fast


All the drama that I had to get past


Will it last


Or will it past?-Just as quick as it came


Hoes knowing my name


Dog fucking with fame


I pray to God it wont change


But even if it dont most niggas look at you strange


But I guess I cant complain


Ay man its happening fast


I said its happening fast


I said its happening fast


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