Kendrick Lamar is going to Destroy J.Cole and Drake because J.Cole and Drake are both teaming up together going against Kendrick Lamar and both of them are Subliminal Sneak Dissing Kendrick Lamar
Takin' my baby to school, then I pray for her 'Cause you bitches ain't never been cool, writin' testament Paintin' pictures, put me in the Louvre, that's a definite Universal shift, I'm in a groove And celebrity do not mean integrity, you fool I'm a good man, shakin' hand, firm grip rule Seventy-two ways, lost ten, ballin' with the flu More than two M's for a show, but add another two, hmm Lil' Man-Man, the big mans, the GT diamond flippin' the kickstand, ooh Rich nigga, broke phone (ah) Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (ooh) Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (yeah) Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (ooh) Ayy, bitch, I'm attractive (ah) Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (ooh) Bitch, I'm attractive (ah, ah, ah, ah) Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh The morality can wait Feedback on low latency I'm glitching from the face as my thoughts grow sacredly I'm runnin' out of space, ask Whitney, she okay Never mind a hunnid K, why you lyin' on Benjamin? He turnin' in his grave I'd be lyin' if I said I wouldn't give this shit away The aloof Buddha, I'm Christ with a shooter Praise to Muhammad, I might nigga noose ya AP, Michael Friedman, my friends cooler Primary, so the resale value stupid I would never live my life on the computer IG'll get you life for a chikabooya More power to ya, love 'em from a distance Why you always in the mirror more than the bitches? And my cousin tried to sue me like he got the privilege But I didn't lose sleep 'cause I got the spirit, ayy (ooh) Rich nigga, broke phone (ah) Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (ooh) Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (yeah) Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (ooh) Ayy, bitch, I'm attractive (ah) Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (ooh) Bitch, I'm attractive (ah, ah, ah, ah) Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum Dun-duh-duh, duh, duh Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun Frat brother, real nigga, that brother We just upped the score, give me dap, brother Spirit medium, I don't rap, brother We headed there now, are you strapped brother? Ayy, peacemaker, but I'm not naïve, brother Ayy, gotta watch your homies and police, brother Ayy, clout chasing hell of a disease, brother I'm fasting four days out the week, brother I pray to God that you realize the entourage is dead I pray to God that you not lackin' when you off the meds I pray to God she know them Cabo trips don't last forever Bet she argue with her mama, go and get them kids I pray to God you actually pray when somebody dies Thoughts and prayers, way better off timelines False claimin' not cute, I'm mortified The new Earth in hot pursuit, two-hundred lives Rich nigga, broke phone (ah) Tryna keep the balance, I'm stayin' strong (ooh) Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (yeah) Stop playin' with me 'fore I turn you to a song (ooh) Ayy, bitch, I'm attractive (ah) Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh (ooh) Bitch, I'm attractive (ah, ah, ah, ah) Can't fuck with you no more, I'm fastin', ugh Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum Dun-duh-duh, duh, duh Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, duh, dum Dun-duh-duh, duh, duh Dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun-duh, dun
@@benip3751 my bad for not explaining well What I had meant was the time stamp of 47:47 is in the song survivor guilt. I did not mean it started nor ended in that time stamp.The 47:47 is just in it
Joey Bada$$ - 2000 (432Hz) FULL ALBUM 1. The Baddest [ft. Diddy] 0:00 2. Make Me Feel 2:42 3. Where I Belong 5:40 4. Brand New 911 [ft. Westside Gunn] 8:48 5. Cruise Control 11:44 6. Eulogy 15:10 7. Zipcodes 19:13 8. One Of Us [ft. Larry June] 23:35 9. Welcome Back [ft. Chris Brown & Capella Grey] 27:38 10. Show Me 31:21 11. Wanna Be Loved [ft. JID] 35:00 12. Head High 38:35 13. Survivors Guilt 41:35 14. Written In The Stars 47:26
Spoken Word: Kodak Black & Sampha] I learned in trappin', in the business Smart people makin' horrible decisions, you know? Rich nigga, gettin' my dick sucked after the show I ain't gon' lie, we were poor A bunch of lost souls in survival mode It wasn't no way for us unless we found our own Runnin' in stores, kickin' in doors, nigga, give me my glory Nigga play with me, he ain't gon' live to tell the story You know, this the type of shit we glorify, everybody gang-gang Most of the people that you grew up with are now in the chain gang In the box, gettin' pink Niggas shittin' where you sleep Niggas shittin' whеre you eat Who'da evеr knew that I'd become a fuckin' Kodak? Yeah Rap money good, but I'm still pumpin' gas through the hood Droppin' off plates to the fam' like Thanksgivin' Got the baby snipers standin' on that murk business, yeah, slidin' for Yak They ready for whatever I always knew that everything would get better And it sho' got greater later All the game came from the elders like hand-me-downs Me and my brothers wearin' hand-me-downs Now I'm givin' game back to the old heads And the respect come first, yeah, you know? Can't be better than the OGs, you gotta get it somewhere Gotta come from somethin', God don't come from nothin' We ain't seen this comin', nigga, it's more than a blessin' What you doing with Kendrick? (Ooh, ooh) What you doing with a legend? (Ooh, ooh) So what they call you? (Ooh, ooh) When it's all said and done, we ain't leavin' empty-handed (Ooh, ooh) That's on gang (Ooh, ooh) That's on Ma' Dukes (Ooh, ooh) Poorer than that bitch but she fall through (Ooh, ooh) Makin' ends meet (Ooh, ooh), daddy deadbeat (Ooh, ooh) Had to steal for a meal or you can't eat, you know? (Ooh, ooh) Poverty (Ooh, ooh) Red Cross, food banks, W.I.C. (Ooh, ooh) Now look at this shit, we own property
