Villuminati song by J. Cole from Primary Album Album not found. The music is composed and produced by Joel. Genre is Rap, Hip-Hop music. The Record company is unknown. Released on None.
Villuminati Meaning
| [[Intro: Choir & J. Cole] I’m a born sinner But I die better than that, I swear It’s way darker this time *Laughs* [Chorus: J. Cole & The Notorious B.I.G.] Sometimes I brag like Hov Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov, now I’m in the limelight ’cause I rhyme tight Cole, time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade [Verse 1: J. Cole] Sometimes I brag like Hov, sometimes I’m real like Pac Sometimes I focus on the flow to show the skills I got Sometimes I focus on the dough, look at these bills I got This is a message for some rappers tryna steal my spot You niggas famous on the internet, I’m real life hot, homie Get your weight up, fake niggas get sprayed up My verbal AK slay faggots And I don’t mean no disrespect whenever I say faggot, okay, faggot? Uh, don’t be so sensitive If you want to get fucked in the ass that’s between you and whoever else’s dick it is Pause, maybe that line was too far Just a little joke to show how homophobic you are And who can blame ya? Boy Meets World, I’m tryna find a new Topanga And bang her out, no hanging out My pops was club hopping back when Rick James was out And all I get is Trinidad James, wait a minute, that’s strange Sip a bit of champagne, say fuck it If the hoes like it I love it, nigga, nigga, nigga Used to watch Rap City, Big Tigga, Tigga Rap nerd, even copped Rah Diggah, Diggah Pac had a nigga saying fuck Jigga, fuck Biggie I was only like 11 so forgive me A decade later I’d be all up in the city Tryna get Hov to fuck with me With a burned CD full of jams that was up in my hand When he said he didn’t want it it was fuck him again One day, he gon’ regret playing me Little did I know in a year he’d be fucking paying me, what could you say to me? I Beat the odds like Vegas, I used to rap about haters Before niggas was hating me, now they hate to see A young black man with a college degree Fucking all these little models for free, pardon me , [Chorus: J. Cole & The Notorious B.I.G.] Sometimes I brag like Hov Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov Got the game back, and I ain’t ever letting go [Verse 2: J. Cole] I’m the prince of the city, I studied Machiavelli You niggas couldn’t blow with C4 strapped to your belly I snuck up out the parts where niggas be living heartless And cannot tell the difference between Iraqi, Israeli And so I’m wondering really what could you actually tell me I’m tryna keep my homie from throwing crack in the skully So, back with this pen to give back for my sins Took a black president to tell the Japanese sorry But who the fuck gon’ tell my niggas sorry Never seen his pops ’cause he’s sorry Fucked up education, would ask for reparations But I’m probably just gon’ go and buy Ferraris, vroom Please forgive him According to the preacher man he needs Jesus in him But the Devil run the TV so the demons in ’em I’m in trouble Did a deal with the Devil, now I’m pleading with him Like give me my soul , [Bridge: J. Cole] My nigga, I ain’t ever letting you go again I ain’t ever letting go I ain’t ever letting you go again Please give me my soul I ain’t ever letting go I ain’t ever letting you go again Please give me my soul I ain’t ever letting go But the Devil don’t play fair [Refrain: J. Cole] I’m ’bout to go and join the Illuminati Fuck everybody I’m ’bout to go and join the Illuminati Fuck everybody I’m ’bout to go and join the Illuminati Fuck everybody I’m ’bout to go and join the Illuminati [Verse 3: J. Cole] These next three bars is dedicated to the retards Keep on asking me about the Illuminati; Is you stupid, nigga? Young black millionaire Old white billionaires, I’m sure that they can do without me And I ain’t really into sacrificing human bodies Couple more A’s I would’ve been a summa cuma laude Beyoncé told me that she want to cop the blue Bugatti That shit is more than what I’m worth, I think she knew it probably Well this is awkward, awkward Want to know what else is really awkward, awkward When niggas buy rings for bitches I had flings with I’m praying I don’t see ’em at the Oscars, Oscars , [Interlude: J. Cole] Hey J. Cole, this way, hey Oh, hey, what’s up? What’s goin’ on with you? Okay Big smile, man, big smile, let me see that crooked smile J. Cole, J. Cole, this way, look this way Oh friend hug, friend hug, just keep it friendly We friends, friends [Verse 4: J. Cole] Re-adjustin’ my target audience, ’cause it’s obvious I’ve gone astray, losing my way like Timberlake Produced by Timbaland on that goddamn FutureSex/LoveSounds What’s playing in my mind, just the sound of my whole career Crash and burning, the thing that I mostly fear Was on track for the first two years until I let the Devil steer Now what have we here? Mask my tears, but I [Bridge: J. Cole, Yolanda DeBerry & Tanikka Myers] I ain’t ever letting go I ain’t ever letting you go again I ain’t ever letting go I ain’t ever letting you go again I ain’t ever letting go I ain’t ever letting you go again I ain’t ever letting go I ain’t ever letting you go again [Outro: J. Cole & The Notorious B.I.G.] Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is Cole My nigga Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is Cole My nigga Born sinner, the opposite of a winner Sometimes I brag like Hov Born sinner] |
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