J. Cole - Man Up Above (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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J. Cole - Man Up Above (en) Lyrics
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Never would have made it
Never could have made it
Without You
Whole lotta O's gettin'
sold on the block
Mein Papa war pappеrlapapp, fuck
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Don't go outside a lot,
ain't tryna get popped
12 bustin' in while we
scrapin' out the pot
We runnin' out the spot,
we runnin' out the spot
Singin', "Don't be fooled
by the rocks that I got"
Somebody's gettin' knocked while
the bodies gettin' dropped
I pray the Lord watch,
I pray the Lord watch
Another year goes by,
another nigga slayed
At the West Indian Day Parade
when perpetrators sprayed
You got the nerve to ask why
I stay in the house more
Get paid for goin' in, the
fuck I'm goin' out for?
When niggas stretchin' shit like
a new-school power forward
Naz Reid range
But when these boys is shootin',
niggas start breathin' strange
Heartbeat is faint, now
it's auf Wiedersehen
Mein Therapeut sagt: „Danke, dass
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du mich so krank gemacht hast“
Certainly are while y'all
prefer to be hard
Memories of my dog's wake,
it's hurtin' me, y'all
The windows to his soul closed,
saw his curtains be drawn
Innocent as a child,
but weren't we all?
Before the hoes and the
smoke that arose
Nenn mich nicht Versager
Put seven on his torso and
turned him into Melo, uh
But no midrange iso,
back to the basket
The streets raised him a bastard,
wrapped in a casket
Best beware, don't you dare
go laugh at the tragic
Passing of somebody's son
by somebody's gun
Give a fuck if you opps, when
dissin' the dead, the karma
tends to come at you hot
I promise you
Pray for forgiveness, the Lord's
wrath can astonish you
I'd rather admonish you on this
record than impress with perceptions
of a designer shoe
Fuck Gucci, fuck Louis, fuck Chanel
Fuck Balenciaga, how we gon' excel?
Soon as niggas make it out, they
turnin' Hollywood as hell
I knew buddy caught that body, but
hell, I probably shouldn't tell
Or else I
I mean, I
niemand da war, ja
Got a soft spot for the man up above
Eastside, Westside, show
me love (Without You)
Niggas duck shots and some
niggas catch slugs
Northside, Southside,
show me love, huh
Don't go outside a lot,
ain't tryna get popped
I used to have a little,
now a nigga got a lot
I pray the Lord watch, I
pray the Lord watch, uh
Someone that's close to
me is facin' time
My mind's racin' for some way to
find hope that he may be fine
He got a son the same age as mine
These are the years with our kids
where we strengthen bonds
I paid his bond, but
the trial's comin'
Yo, rain or shine, I know
his child love him
Wahrscheinlich werd'
ich wie mein Vater
With his baby mom
Ich konnte noch nicht
laufen, Papa haut ab
He tryna make it work, he wanna
fake it for the sake of family
But she keep throwin' old shit
right in his face apparently
Hat wohl kein Interesse mehr an
And abort the seed
Threatenin' him with child support
so that the court can
seize and garnish wages
Pile of stress to add to all this
mess, it's hard to face it
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His thoughts deflated, somewhere 'long
the way, he lost his faith
But now he reads the Bible hopin'
God'll see him contemplative
He prayin' now, even threw some
gospel on his playlist
Tears fallin', Marvin Sapp, "Never
Would Have Made It" (Without You)
Heute mach' ich 'n Cut, ich schwör',
ich fackel' sie ab, zack
Eastside, Westside, show
me love (Without You)
Niggas duck shots and some
was das mit mir macht, passt
Northside, Southside, show
me love, huh (Uh)
We runnin' out the spot,
we runnin' out the spot
der Loser hat es geschafft
I pray the Lord watch, I pray
the Lord watch for me
Never would have made it (Oh,
I never could have made it)
So nennt mich nur mein Vater
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Never could have made it
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