Re: J. Cole...

Anonymous — Fri, 8 Jul 2011 18:08:21 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 07/08/2011 22:08

GARY wrote:

Chase wrote:

Jhereko wrote:

yeah read the lyrics he ain't near Hova in terms of lyrical ability yet.

has Hova ever come up with lines as impressive as:

"Feels like I'm riding on a chartered plane, of broken hearted pain,
Turbulence is constant, my pilot has gone insane,
If I can find a parachute to parasail, maybe these parasites of paranoia won't prevail"

has Hova ever written a song as good as Lost Ones?

Link

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such a great song. Do you know what the best lyric is though?

"Kan-yeezy you did it again, you a genius nigga!"

Re: J. Cole...

GARY — Fri, 8 Jul 2011 17:46:43 GMT

Author: GARY

Posted: 07/08/2011 21:46

Chase wrote:

Jhereko wrote:

yeah read the lyrics he ain't near Hova in terms of lyrical ability yet.

Link

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Re: J. Cole...

Hayden — Fri, 8 Jul 2011 12:17:17 GMT

Author: Hayden

Posted: 07/08/2011 16:17

Chase wrote:

Jhereko wrote:

yeah read the lyrics he ain't near Hova in terms of lyrical ability yet.

..um....

Yes.

Listen to 99 Problems, Song Cry, or Big Pimpin. Much better.

As for J. Cole being a 'great' artist: He won't be unless he steps his game up by a couple 100x....

Re: J. Cole...

Anonymous — Fri, 8 Jul 2011 11:57:28 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 07/08/2011 15:57

Jhereko wrote:

yeah read the lyrics he ain't near Hova in terms of lyrical ability yet.

Re: J. Cole...

GARY — Fri, 8 Jul 2011 11:44:49 GMT

Author: GARY

Posted: 07/08/2011 15:44

Jhereko wrote:

yeah read the lyrics he ain't near Hova in terms of lyrical ability yet.

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Anonymous — Fri, 8 Jul 2011 11:42:07 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 07/08/2011 15:42

yeah read the lyrics he ain't near Hova in terms of lyrical ability yet.

Re: J. Cole...

GARY — Fri, 8 Jul 2011 11:40:26 GMT

Author: GARY

Posted: 07/08/2011 15:40

Chase wrote:

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he's signed to Jay-Z's record label but has already passed Jay in terms of musical and lyrical skill...

My son has already passed Jay in terms of musical and lyrical skill.

He's 11 years old 🫢

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J. Cole...

Anonymous — Fri, 8 Jul 2011 11:32:55 GMT

Author: Anonymous

Posted: 07/08/2011 15:32

...is going to be the next great rapper. His music is filled with complex, multi-syllable rhyme schemes and clever punchlines...plus (unlike the majority of rappers) he does everything musically too...he's a classically trained pianist and the instrumentals of his tracks are some of the best rap instrumentals in recent years.

Here's some tracks:

edit: can't post links yet, but Youtube "J. Cole - Before I'm Gone"
(3rd verse is the best)

Code:

[J Cole - Verse 1]
I hit the weed I told myself the last time would be my last
I don’t trust my own n-ggas now my mind racing fast
got my foot up on the gas, got a hundred on the dash
if the police run up on me I aint stopping for their ass
boy you know my L’s dirty if they stop me I’m goin to jail surely
I’ll be next to my brother in the cell no bail for me
man let me out send me back to bitches that smell Purdy (pretty)
and all I gotta do is call once and she’ll be all ready
yeah buddy cant you tell im goin thru hell
I don’t even open my mail
I’m in the shower with soap on the towel
I need cleansing
bad bitches all on the prowl they need Benzes
p-ssy n-ggas running they mouth but we aint flinching
they names aint even mentioned
I got dreams bigger then your whole team
You n-ggas so broke but yet somehow you seem so green
I guess its envy, started with a penny now i’m getting plenty money

one time for the city, yea
two times for you
hey
and one time for the city, hey
two times for you
hey

[J Cole - Verse 2]
Look kid, its raining outside boy
f-ck an umbrella, n-ggas banging outside boy
they guns dumb bell a n-gga
tired of telling n-ggas thats a cease rest in peace
we tired of only having just a peace
and f-ck policing, they killing n-ggas whats the reason
his daughter starving and she f-cking freezing
so no wonder why he f-cking squeezing
they out here bussin’ leavin’ n-ggas stuck in bleedin’ on the flo’
bullets wet you like a semen on a hoe
breathing slow man I inhale
one day you tryna make rent, next day you in jail
lord knows he meant well
so I take the pencil and write like a pen pal
Some shit that’s darker than the tints up on the windshield
welcome to sinville where n-ggas on base
sh-t is looking like an infield
high as a Sprint bill
what you think, thats the reason why this ink in my pen kills
phoney n-ggas until they are extinct, b-tch I’ve been real

one time for the city, yea
two times for you
hey
and one time for the city, hey
two times for you
hey

[Verse 3]
The more n-ggas sayin’
Cole the wrong one bringin’ the city shine
All he ever doin’ is paintin’ pictures of crime
Tellin’ stories of pain, paintin’ pictures of dope
Bitch if you listen I’m paintin’ pictures of hope
That boy in class embarrassed because he broke
Hopin’ the day he won’t be the butt of somebody’s jokes
See me; I lived it all from dirt-poor in a trailer
Worried about my mother and never trustin’ my neighbors
To middle-class with a backyard and my own room
To bein’ the only black kid in my homeroom
academically gifted and followed my own rules
Was runnin’ the streets hey ma I’ll be home soon
Was out chasin’ ho’s, was out hoopin’
Them n-ggas wasn’t ballin’ but yet they was foul shootin’
So meet the newest role model who don’t know how to fake this sh-t
Never sold a rock and look I made it bitch

[Hook]
One time for the city, yea
two times for you
hey
and one time for the city, hey
and two times for you
hey

[Outro]
Girl it’s been so long, I’ve been gone from you
But you ain’t gotta worry ’bout the thangs I do
It’s hard but the thought of you would ease my pain
Girl I promise they gon’ know our name
Ain’t seen you smile in awhile
But I been dreamin’ ’bout you

Youtube: "J. Cole - Lights Please"

Code:

[Verse One]
I had this little bad thing somethin' like them 10's
She gave a nigga mad brain somethin' like the wiz
But you see the sad thing fuckin' with her is
Is the chick ain't even have brains dummy like a bitch
So I tried to show her
About the world and about just who we really are
And where we've come and how we still have to go really far
Like baby look at how we live broke on the boulevard
But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra
Then all I really want is for her to go down low
Before you know it she wet enough to get drowned slow
And all that deep shit I was previously down for
Replaced by freak shit I am currently down for
You see I peeped it, pussy is power
That proud feelin' we get knowin' that pussy is ours
And how it feels to feel that feelin' you feelin' when you be drillin' that shit
Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit
And all the pain the world cause
She be healin' that shit
And nah that ain't your girl dog
But you be feelin' that chick
And you just wanna tell her everything she might need
But in the mean time it's lights please

[Hook]
Lights please
Lights please
Turn off the lights
For now everything just seems so right
And how you make darkness seem so bright
Feelin' like things gon' be alright

Lights please
Lights please
Turn off the lights
For now everything just seems so right
And how you make darkness seem so bright
Feelin' like things gon' be alright
Lights please

[Verse Two]
So now we in the hotel
Mirrors on the ceilin'
She say she wanna blow L's
I hear her and I'm willin'
But everytime I smoke well a nigga mind gone
So that every word I spoke well I'm tryin' to put her on
But she couldn't hear me

I told her all about how we been livin' a lie
And that they'd love to see us all go to prison or die
Like baby look at how they show us on the TV screen
But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans
Then all I really want is for her to get on top
Before you know it she workin' jerkin' it non stop
And all that next shit I was previously talkin'
Is now that wet shit that I'm currently lost in
And while that sweat drip I am reminded
All the times my brother told me that pussy is blindin'
I'm findin' the more I grow the more y'all stay the same
Don't even know the rules but yet y'all tryin' to play the game
And ain't it shameful how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth
To a baby that took two to make
Coward nigga you a fake
How gon' look in your sons face and turn your back
Then go start another family dog what type of shit is that?
She said it's okay
Rubbed my head and told me to relax
Laid a nigga down proper like she was recordin' tracks
Said I know you wanna change the world
But for the night please
Just reach over and hit the lights please

[Hook]
Lights please
Lights please
Turn off the lights
For now everything just seems so right
And how you make darkness seem so bright
Feelin' like things gon' be alright

Lights please
Lights please
Turn off the lights
For now everything just seems so right
And how you make darkness seem so bright
Feelin' like things gon' be alright
Lights please

my personal favorite...a track about abortion that leaked from his debut album a couple weeks ago:

Youtube: "J. Cole - Lost Ones"

Code:

[Verse 1]
Baby girl, I can’t imagine what it’s like for you
I got you pregnant now inside there is a life in you
I know you wonderin’ if this gon make me think bout wifing you
Like if you had my first child would I spend my whole life with you
Now I aint tryna pick a fight with you, I’m tryna talk
Now I aint tryna spend the night with you
I’m kinda lost see
I’ve been giving it some thought lately and frankly
I’m feelin’ like we aint ready and it’s… hold up now
Let me finish
Think about it baby me and you we still kids ourself
How we gon raise a kid by ourself?
Handle biz by ourself
A nigga barely over 20, where the hell we gon live?
Where am I gon get that money
I refuse to bring my boy or my girl in this world
When I aint got shit to give ‘em
And I’m not with them n-ggas who be knocking girls up and skate out
Girl, you gotta think bout how the options weigh out
Whats the way out?

[Chorus]
And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
And girl I know it hurt but if this world was perfect
then we could make it work but I doubt it
And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
And girl I know it hurt but if this world was perfect
then we could make it work but I doubt it

[Verse 2]
She said nigga you got nerve
To come up to me talkin’ bout abortion
This my body nigga so don’t think you finna force shit
See I knew that this is how you act, so typical
Said you love me, oh, but now you flipping like reciprocals
It figures though, should’ve known that you was just another nigga
No different from them other niggas
Who be claiming that they love you just to get up in them draws
Knowing all the right things to say
I let you hit it raw mothaf-cker
Now I’m pregnant you don’t wanna get involved muthaf-cker
Tryna take away a life, is you God mothaf-cker?
I don’t think so
This a new life up in my stomach
Regardless if I’m your wife
This new life here I’mma love it
I’m aint budging, I’ll do this by my muthaf-cking self
See my momma raised me without no muthaf-cking help from a man
But I still don’t understand how you could say that
Did you forget all those conversations that we had way back
Bout your father and you told me that you hate nigga
Talkin’ bout he a coward and you so glad that you aint that nigga
Cause he left your mamma when she had you and he aint shit
Here you go doin’ the same shit
You aint shit nigga!

[Chorus]
And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
And boy that shit hurt
And aint nobody perfect, still we can make it work but you doubt it
Now, I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
And boy that shit hurt
And aint nobody perfect, still we can make it work but you doubt it

[Verse 3]
They say everything happens for a reason
And people change like the seasons
They grow apart she wanted him to show his heart and say he loved her
He spoke the magic words and on the same day he f-cked her
Now she wide open
She put a ring up on his finger if she could
But he loved her cause the p-ssy good
But she aint no wife though
Uh oh, she tellin’ him she missed her period like typo’s
He panicking, froze up like a mannikin
A life grows inside her now he asking “is it even mine”
What if this bitch aint even pregnant dawg
Could she be lying?
She crying crying cause he acting distant
Like ever since I told you this nigga you acting different
And all his niggas saying man these hoes be trapping niggas
Playing with niggas emotions like they some action figures
Swear they get pregnant for collateral
it’s like extortion, man if that bitch really pregnant
Tell her get an abortion
Uh, but what about your seed nigga?
(What about your seed nigga?)

And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it
And I aint too proud to tell ya that I cry sometimes
I cry sometimes about it

he's signed to Jay-Z's record label but has already passed Jay in terms of musical and lyrical skill...his much delayed debut album is out 27th September...imo it'll be one of the greatest rap albums of all time.

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