Rise and Shine (Explicit)
J. Cole"Rise and Shine (Explicit)" is a song by J. Cole, released in 2011 in the Pop genre. The song is 4:29 long and contains 88 lines and 827 words.
Lyrics
0:00Rise and Shine (人无完人) (Explicit) - J. Cole
0:00There's a n***a right now somewhere
0:03He at the table with a bowl of Apple Jacks
0:06And he's reading the back of the cereal
0:08And in between eating the Apple Jacks he's writing some s**t
0:13And he wants my spot
0:15I'mma find him though I'mma sign him
0:19I don't want no problems
0:21J. Cole:
0:42Like we always do at this time Cole blowin' your mind
0:46Hey dummy this no accident all of this was designed
0:48T t t took my time c c crept from behind
0:51And I opened up your blinds rise and shine Cole World
0:55Same n***a used to drive around with yo girl
0:58In my mama's Civic now I'm out here tryna get it
1:00I ain't like you lame a*s n***as boy I spit it how I live it
1:03So when you see me in the streets man I ain't gotta mimic
1:06'Cause I ain't got an image to uphold this real s**t
1:09I ain't got a gimmick I just flow the n***as went nuts for
1:13The boy that set fire to the booth
1:15In a game full of liars it turns out that I'm the truth
1:17Some say that rap's alive it turns out that I'm the proof
1:20'Cause the ones y'all thought would save the day can't even tie my boots
1:23The ones y'all thought could hang with me can't even tie my noose
1:26Let these words be my bullets n***a I don't rhyme I shoot bang
1:31Before I wake uh
1:33I pray to the Lord uh my soul to take uh
1:36My soul to take uh my soul to take uh
1:38My soul to take
1:39Lord I been dreamin' bout the paper
1:41Get rich 'fore I see my life taper
1:43Hope my mama get to see Jamaica before she meet her maker
1:47I hoop was never good enough to ever be a Laker
1:49But these words I record got me ballin' Jordan
1:52More than a rapper this a natural disaster
1:55Boy I'm meaner than Katrina mixed with Gina "Shut up Cole"
1:58This is for my n***as back home homes what up bo
2:01This is for the b***hes that played me what up ho
2:04Nah I ain't mad it's sad you went from bad to real bad
2:08Two kids that don't even know their real dad
2:10Real sad baby girl I wish you still had it
2:12Then maybe you could get a taste of livin' Villematic
2:15Is Cole still at it
2:17Y'all be talkin' about the same s**t
2:18That's how I feel about it mama was a real addict
2:21That's why I don't respect that lyin' a*s white s**t you talkin'
2:24Cole's planning funerals you might fit the coffin
2:29Before I wake uh
2:31I pray to the Lord uh my soul to take uh
2:33My soul to take uh my soul to take uh
2:36My soul to take hey
2:38Uh
2:39Get on your job lil mane this ain't Saturday
2:42We in two different lanes you can't navigate
2:45We in two different games you playin' patty cake
2:48Brother you're lame you're Shane Battier
2:50You out of shape my mind run a mile a minute
2:53The sky's the limit I'm so high I'm divin' in it
2:56My rides is tinted my knob's gettin' slobbed up in it
2:59She hollerin' God man you would've thought that God was in it
3:02But it's just a n***a God invented
3:04The best out foolish pride'll make you not admit it
3:07But if this s**t ain't fire n***a why you noddin' with it
3:10The hate in your blood can't stop your soul from vibin' with it
3:13Now you all conflicted cause my flows is wicked
3:16And my h*es is thicker and all of yours is pickin' me
3:19Cause they know a star when they see a star n***a
3:22Ain't even got to f**k him to know he a raw n***a
3:25I got her in my bedroom but cheer up n***a
3:28You saved so many h*es you a hero n***a
3:31Medal of honor I'm feelin' on top like Pac
3:34When he slept with Madonna hey this is death before dishonor
3:37Get arrested and forget to tell my mama
3:39She got enough to stress about my n***as gonna get me out
3:42Then we hit the club with the thugs and the liquors
3:45No criminal record but I'm makin' criminal records
3:48Isn't it ironic
3:49Isn't it iconic
3:51Jacket so expensive you wouldn't even try on it
3:54But it fit me perfect I purchase it if I want it
3:57The city on my shoulder so no girl you can't cry on it
3:59When you make a list of the greatest aye am I on it
4:02Maybe not yet but b***h I got the clock set
4:05It goes tick-tock game on lock
4:08Son gon' shine but the reign won't stop oh no
4:23If I should die before I wake
4:26I pray to the Lord my soul to take
4:29My soul to take my soul to take
Rise and Shine (人无完人) (Explicit) - J. Cole There's a n***a right now somewhere He at the table with a bowl of Apple Jacks And he's reading the back of the cereal And in between eating the Apple Jacks he's writing some s**t And he wants my spot I'mma find him though I'mma sign him I don't want no problems J. Cole: Like we always do at this time Cole blowin' your mind Hey dummy this no accident all of this was designed T t t took my time c c crept from behind And I opened up your blinds rise and shine Cole World Same n***a used to drive around with yo girl In my mama's Civic now I'm out here tryna get it I ain't like you lame a*s n***as boy I spit it how I live it So when you see me in the streets man I ain't gotta mimic 'Cause I ain't got an image to uphold this real s**t I ain't got a gimmick I just flow the n***as went nuts for The boy that set fire to the booth In a game full of liars it turns out that I'm the truth Some say that rap's alive it turns out that I'm the proof 'Cause the ones y'all thought would save the day can't even tie my boots The ones y'all thought could hang with me can't even tie my noose Let these words be my bullets n***a I don't rhyme I shoot bang Before I wake uh I pray to the Lord uh my soul to take uh My soul to take uh my soul to take uh My soul to take Lord I been dreamin' bout the paper Get rich 'fore I see my life taper Hope my mama get to see Jamaica before she meet her maker I hoop was never good enough to ever be a Laker But these words I record got me ballin' Jordan More than a rapper this a natural disaster Boy I'm meaner than Katrina mixed with Gina "Shut up Cole" This is for my n***as back home homes what up bo This is for the b***hes that played me what up ho Nah I ain't mad it's sad you went from bad to real bad Two kids that don't even know their real dad Real sad baby girl I wish you still had it Then maybe you could get a taste of livin' Villematic Is Cole still at it Y'all be talkin' about the same s**t That's how I feel about it mama was a real addict That's why I don't respect that lyin' a*s white s**t you talkin' Cole's planning funerals you might fit the coffin Before I wake uh I pray to the Lord uh my soul to take uh My soul to take uh my soul to take uh My soul to take hey Uh Get on your job lil mane this ain't Saturday We in two different lanes you can't navigate We in two different games you playin' patty cake Brother you're lame you're Shane Battier You out of shape my mind run a mile a minute The sky's the limit I'm so high I'm divin' in it My rides is tinted my knob's gettin' slobbed up in it She hollerin' God man you would've thought that God was in it But it's just a n***a God invented The best out foolish pride'll make you not admit it But if this s**t ain't fire n***a why you noddin' with it The hate in your blood can't stop your soul from vibin' with it Now you all conflicted cause my flows is wicked And my h*es is thicker and all of yours is pickin' me Cause they know a star when they see a star n***a Ain't even got to f**k him to know he a raw n***a I got her in my bedroom but cheer up n***a You saved so many h*es you a hero n***a Medal of honor I'm feelin' on top like Pac When he slept with Madonna hey this is death before dishonor Get arrested and forget to tell my mama She got enough to stress about my n***as gonna get me out Then we hit the club with the thugs and the liquors No criminal record but I'm makin' criminal records Isn't it ironic Isn't it iconic Jacket so expensive you wouldn't even try on it But it fit me perfect I purchase it if I want it The city on my shoulder so no girl you can't cry on it When you make a list of the greatest aye am I on it Maybe not yet but b***h I got the clock set It goes tick-tock game on lock Son gon' shine but the reign won't stop oh no If I should die before I wake I pray to the Lord my soul to take My soul to take my soul to take
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