J. Cole - The Villest (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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J. Cole - The Villest (en) Lyrics
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I got something I wanna tell you
Yeah
Dust off the old notebook where a younger
Jermaine Lamarr wrote hooks
To get a glimpse of what his hopes looked
like back in his younger years
And found a page stained with what
seems to be a hundred tears
As the smeared words spoke
of his blunted fears
Tellin' him, "Persevere through it all
Go hard, like Medusa
in front of mirrors
To reach the top," so unaware
that the troublе's there
We'rе nothing more than a worser
version of troubles, where
He sat when he wrote, he's
performin' hocus-pocus
With empty pocket, focus over some
dope lil' beat he made his self
All the pain in his cadence felt
And though his heart was made of
felt, his exterior hardened
To present a demeanor in which
this period taught him
Was the best for survival, to deflect
the most aggressive of rivals
A testament to the lessons I follow,
seen the death of bravado
The second weapons hit his
chest with a hollow
Pride is a bitter pill indeed,
but it's best if you swallow
If not, your homies gon' pay
respect with a bottle
Poured out onto the flesh
of this Mother Earth
While liquor slithers like a
serpent across the mud and dirt
to go rest in a pothole
Money comin' soon, back then,
was obsessed with the motto
Me and my dogs was like the Musketeers
Through the years, we stayed
connected, to this day,
we still steppin' legato
Subconscious detectin' these niggas,
think I'm lesser for my complexion
Before I'm done, they all gon'
respect the mulatto (Hey)
Yeah, I said they all gon' respect
the mulatto (Oh, I)
Dreams can come true,
you'll get yours too
But it won't save (Yeah)
I got something I wan' tell you (I
got something I wanna tell you)
Dreams can come true (Oh-oh),
you'll get yours too
But it won't save
Me and you
Your mama and your cousin too
Rolling through the Ville
on Vogues (Vogues)
Comin' up, slamming Cadillac
doors (Yeah)
Me and you (Hey)
Comin' up, slamming Cadillac
doors (Comin', comin' up)
My darkest truths be hard
to say to friends
Fuck it, pass the bottle, we're
swallowing hopes that
can wash away the sins
Grew up amongst the lost and
wasn't taught a way to win
On days I think of James, my hardened
heart, it breaks again
He caught the fade but pussy niggas
caught him later, then
Medics performed a CPR, and
hauled away his limbs
It always haunted me inside my
thoughts and made 'em grim
His father knew my father
way back when
Army buddies that used to party hard
Overseas, but through the alcohol,
the weed and plus the hardy-
har's, they made him kin
Who knew their future kids would
have to find a way to swim
In the wild, with crocodile
and alligator skins?
They took a good nigga, smart kid
who could hoop, who could fight
Instead, I wish the Lord
had taken them
If Darwinism states only the
stronger make it, then
Why am I here when I don't feel
that I'm as great as him?
If Pac is Jesus, then I ride
around and play the hymns
Life goes on, even in this modern
day of algorithm-moderated, streaming-
service-automated blends
I play the classics often, and
I've gotta say there's gems
This life is like it's all set
up for God to play The Sims
Yeah, I got rich, but think I need
a smarter way to cleanse
If money gives happiness, then
please explain the rich
bastards with no peace
How come they never bought
their way to zen?
Hmm, how come they never bought
their way to zen? (Hey)
If it's if it's that simple,
yeah (Oh, I)
Rolling through the Ville
on Vogues (Vogues, yeah)
Comin' up, slamming Cadillac doors
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