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[Intro]It's way darker this time[Hook]Sometimes I brag like HovBorn sinner, the opposite of a winnerSometimes I brag like HovBorn sinner, the opposite of a winnerSometimes I brag like HovBorn sinner, the opposite of a winnerSometimes I brag like HovNow I'm in the limelight cause I rhyme tightTime to get paid, blow up like the World Trade[Verse 1]Sometimes I brag like HovSometimes I'm real like PacSometimes I focus on the flow to show the skills I gotSometimes I focus on the doughLook at these bills I gotThis is a message for some rappers trying to steal my spotYou niggas famous on the internetI'm real life hotHomie, get your weight upFake niggas get sprayed upMy verbal AK slay faggotsAnd I don't mean no disrespect whenever I say faggot, okay faggotDon't be so sensitiveIf you want to get fucked in the assThat's between you and whoever else's dick it isPause, maybe that line was too farJust a little joke to show how homophobic you areAnd who can blame yaBoy Meets WorldI'm trying to find a new TopangaAnd bang her out, no hanging outMy pops was club hopping back when Rick James was outAnd all I get is Trinidad JamesWait a minute that's strangeSip a bit of champagne, say fuckIf the hoes like itI love it nigga nigga niggaUsed to watch Rap City Big Tigga TiggaRap nerd even copped Rah Digga DiggaPac had a nigga saying fuck Jigga, fuck BiggieI was only like eleven so forgive meA decade later I be all up in the cityTrying to get Hov to fuck with meWith a burned CD full of jams that was up in my handWhen he said he didn't want itIt was, fuck him againOne day, he gon' regret playing meLittle did I knowIn a year he'd be fucking paying meWhat can you say to meI beat the odds like VegasI use to rap about haters before niggas was hating meNow they hate to see a young Black man with a college degreeFucking all these little models for freePardon me[Hook]Sometimes I brag like HovBorn sinner, the opposite of a winnerSometimes I brag like HovBorn sinner, the opposite of a winnerSometimes I brag like HovBorn sinner, the opposite of a winnerSometimes I brag like HovNow I'm in the limelight cause I rhyme tightTime to get paid, blow up like the World Trade[Verse 2]I'm prince of the cityI studied MachiavelliYou niggas couldn't blow with strapped to your bellyI snuck up out the parks where niggas be living heartlessAnd cannot tell the difference between Iraqi, IsraeliSo I'm wondering reallyWhat could you actually tell meI'm tryna keep my homie from throwing crack in the skullySo, back with this pen to give back for my sinsTook a black president to tell the Japanese sorryBut who the fuck gon' tell my niggas sorryNever seen his pops cause he's sorryFuck the educationWould ask for reparationsBut I'm probably just gon' go and buy Ferraris, vroomPlease forgive himAccording to the preacher man he needs Jesus in himBut the Devil run the T. V. so the demons in himI'm in troubleDid a deal with the Devil but now I'm pleading with himLike give me my soul[Bridge]My niggaI ain't ever letting you go againI ain't ever letting goI ain't ever letting you go againPlease give me my soulI ain't ever letting goI ain't ever letting you go againPlease give me my soulI ain't ever letting goBut the Devil don't play fair[Refrain]I'm bout to go and join the IlluminatiFuck everybodyI'm bout to go and join the IlluminatiFuck everybodyI'm bout to go and join the IlluminatiFuck everybodyI'm bout to go and join the Illuminati[Verse 3]This next three bars is dedicated to the retardsKeep on asking me about the IlluminatiIs you stupid niggaYoung Black millionaireOld White billionairesI'm sure that they could do without meAnd I ain't really into sacrificing human bodiesCouple more A's I would have been a summa cuma laudeBeyonce told me that she want to cop a blue BugattiThat shit is more than what I'm worthI think she knew it probablyWell this is awkwardWant to know what else is really awkwardWhen niggas buy rings for bitches I had flings withI'm praying I don't see them at the Oscars[Interlude]My niggaI ain't ever letting you go againI ain't ever letting goI ain't ever letting you go againPlease give me my soulI ain't ever letting goI ain't ever letting you go againPlease give me my soulI ain't ever letting goBut the Devil don't play fairRe-adjusted my target audienceCause it's obviousI've gone astrayLosing my way like TimberlakeProduced by Timbaland on that goddamn FutureSex LoveSoundsWhat's playing in my mindJust the sound of my whole careerCrashing burningThe thing that I mostly fearWas on track for the first two yearsUntil I let the Devil steerNow what have we hereMask my tears, but I[Bridge][Outro]Allow me to re-introduce myselfMy name is ColeMy niggaBorn sinner, the opposite of a winnerSometimes I brag like Hov
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