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Too Deep For The Intro

J. Cole

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Too Deep For The Intro

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YeahHeyYeahPartially functional, half of me is comfortableThe other half is close to the cliff like Mrs HuxtableThese boys got them hoslters and clips they pack like lunchablesLike white boys in grade schoolWhile we ate school made food justEyeing they shit, wish I was trying they shitKnowing when mama hit the store she wasn’t buying that shitNo I ain't crying a bit manThats just life thats how that shit workYou reach your hand in fire, you pull it back when you get burntGotta learn when you get hurtEven if its with cupidHe beat you and you went backYou’s officially stupidOh yeah I understand thats your manYou had a planYou been together for some yearsYou sticking with him for the kidsSo you overlook the tears but we both know thats a bad lookCause 20 years from now your daughter will probably get her ass whoopedIf this too deep for the intro I’ll find another useBut just in case its perfect let me introduceCole, cole, cole[Hook]Time to save the worldWhere in the world is all the time?So many things I still don't knowSo many times I've changed my mindGuess I was born to make mistakesBut I ain't scared to take the weightSo when I stumble off the pathI know my heart will guide me backIf this too deep for the intro I’ll find another useBut just in case its perfect let me introduceIt’s Cole, I had a dream and so I made a moveA ill ass nigga who just so happened to stay in schoolStill rap for hustlers and muthaf-ckers that hated schoolSaid thats for busters that heard my shit and I made it coolThis ain't to say that I’m gifted as if I’m Christmas shoppingI got gangsta niggas lining up in admissions officeAnd possibly cause all the hoes a nigga scrapedA lot of shit up on my plate so you know a nigga late to my first classI’d much rather sit up in first classShould I admit that a slutty bitch was my first smashWasn't experienced, so nah I didn't wear it outAlways thought my first time would be someone I cared aboutBut being a virgin was something to be embarrassed boutI used that ass for practice so I wasn't scared out my mindYou call it rhymes I call it clearing out my mindWas just a young boy starin out my blindsTill I got free from my momma leashRunning loose through the streetsLike a stray dog in heatAnd we looking for some freaks can you playPardon me, whats your name, don’t mistake me for no lameNo not meShe knew I was on the team cause she seen how tall I’d beIn the club dappin’ niggas, eventually R-I-PDamn, you win some, you lose someThat just how its happensAnd if a nigga step up to ya, then you gotta scrap emYour name is all you got, throwing hands by the bathroomIts funny I barely told nobody I started rappingCause see some niggas was haters that I just viewed as clownsAt 14 I knew I was the nicest dude aroundI gotta make a move, I gotta do this nowIf they don’t know your dreams, then they can't shoot em down
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