Judgement Day
Mm, yeah, yeah
This shit is crazy
Yeah, let me get them vocals up a lil' bit
Yeah
It's a lot of men around her
Think I know a thing about her
Real, more I'm thinkin' 'bout her
A lot of words, a lot of words
As I observe around a curb
Thinkin' you can fuck with Cole
You got a lot of nerve
Lot of niggas out of luck
A lot of niggas out of work
I got a story for you
Listen, uh
If judgement day was one away
How many of my niggas gon' die
Right here in front of me?
Tried to tell 'em, "Put the gun away,"
But he got vengeance on his mind
Judge and jury, death sentence on his mind
Breath scented with cheap wine
From the Quik Stop
'cause he been up all the time
I ain't sure, but
I swear that he be crying when he by himself
Then get high as hell to take the pain away
And even when the sun shining
He walk like it's a rainy day
Hoodie up, fantasies to shoot the whole city up
For what that bitch did to him
Gave the wettest pussy
And the greatest head to him
Which in turn, led to him locking her down
Jewels he be copping her now
She rockin' it well
Raw doggy, when he knocking it down
Of course now she telling him
That he got him a child that's growin' in her
Slick bitch 'cause she be blowin' niggas
From around the way still
Damn, the bitch play ill
Can't turn a ho into a housewife
'cause a bird don't stay still
I told that nigga years ago
Knowing some day that the tears would flow
Now we here, and wouldn't you know
He learned the baby ain't his
The whole hood fucked
The lady ain't his
To make it worse
When he dropped to change the locks to the crib
She put bruises on her face
And sent cops to the crib
Keyed his car, slashed tires and shit
At his job screaming and crying
She done got his ass fired and shit
Now he can't make rent
On the phone with his niggas talking 'bout
"You remember that twenty dollars I lent?"
A week away from rock bottom
And that's when the bitch sent
Her older brother and his niggas
They was hard as cement
"You put your hands on my sister, nigga? You fucking crazy?"
Left my nigga leakin', thinking
"Damn, I wish they sprayed me"
'Cause this life is a fucking bitch
Now he on some other shit
On some "If I die tonight
Give a hug to my mother" shit
I looked into his eyes
Saw the darkness that covered it
1987 Mel Gibson, Danny Glover shit
Lethal weapon in his jeans
Heart filled with sorrow
He told me
"Cole, you got twenty dollars that I can borrow?"
I hit him with some bread
And asked where he was headed
He said, "I'ma kill them motherfuckers
And repent before tomorrow"
Say what?
"I'ma kill them motherfuckers
And repent before tomorrow"
Judgement Day
Huh
Fayettenam
This shit is crazy
Yeah, let me get them vocals up a lil' bit
Yeah
It's a lot of men around her
Think I know a thing about her
Real, more I'm thinkin' 'bout her
A lot of words, a lot of words
As I observe around a curb
Thinkin' you can fuck with Cole
You got a lot of nerve
Lot of niggas out of luck
A lot of niggas out of work
I got a story for you
Listen, uh
If judgement day was one away
How many of my niggas gon' die
Right here in front of me?
Tried to tell 'em, "Put the gun away,"
But he got vengeance on his mind
Judge and jury, death sentence on his mind
Breath scented with cheap wine
From the Quik Stop
'cause he been up all the time
I ain't sure, but
I swear that he be crying when he by himself
Then get high as hell to take the pain away
And even when the sun shining
He walk like it's a rainy day
Hoodie up, fantasies to shoot the whole city up
For what that bitch did to him
Gave the wettest pussy
And the greatest head to him
Which in turn, led to him locking her down
Jewels he be copping her now
She rockin' it well
Raw doggy, when he knocking it down
Of course now she telling him
That he got him a child that's growin' in her
Slick bitch 'cause she be blowin' niggas
From around the way still
Damn, the bitch play ill
Can't turn a ho into a housewife
'cause a bird don't stay still
I told that nigga years ago
Knowing some day that the tears would flow
Now we here, and wouldn't you know
He learned the baby ain't his
The whole hood fucked
The lady ain't his
To make it worse
When he dropped to change the locks to the crib
She put bruises on her face
And sent cops to the crib
Keyed his car, slashed tires and shit
At his job screaming and crying
She done got his ass fired and shit
Now he can't make rent
On the phone with his niggas talking 'bout
"You remember that twenty dollars I lent?"
A week away from rock bottom
And that's when the bitch sent
Her older brother and his niggas
They was hard as cement
"You put your hands on my sister, nigga? You fucking crazy?"
Left my nigga leakin', thinking
"Damn, I wish they sprayed me"
'Cause this life is a fucking bitch
Now he on some other shit
On some "If I die tonight
Give a hug to my mother" shit
I looked into his eyes
Saw the darkness that covered it
1987 Mel Gibson, Danny Glover shit
Lethal weapon in his jeans
Heart filled with sorrow
He told me
"Cole, you got twenty dollars that I can borrow?"
I hit him with some bread
And asked where he was headed
He said, "I'ma kill them motherfuckers
And repent before tomorrow"
Say what?
"I'ma kill them motherfuckers
And repent before tomorrow"
Judgement Day
Huh
Fayettenam
Credits
Writer(s): Andrew Wansel, Boris Karadimchev, J. Cole, Ronald "flippa" Colson
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