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J. Cole

A spaceship lands on Mars
Halfway to the stars
Halfway to the stars (Halfway to the?)
I wanna be where you are
It seems we re worlds apart
It seems we re worlds apart (We re worlds apart)

Once in a while, I ll feel myself
Driftin off to somewhere else
Floatin past Orion s Belt
Still, there s something I can t help

We were in a world before
(I know we was? I know we was together in another life)
Together in a bed, I m sure
(It s the only way I can really explain how I feel inside)
As sure as one could ever be
(It s like, no matter how bad I wanna go, I?)
That explains your hold on me (I find a way to stay)

Back then (Back then) (It s been like that)
Back then (Back then) (Maybe it ll always be like that)
Back then (I don t know)
Back then
Back then
I ll go to you
(Love, gravitational, some n? cosmic
Universal, metaphysical; can t see it)
(Always present, just feel it)
I ll go to you

Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh, I ll go to you
Oh-oh, oh-oh

Let s stop playin the middle
Let s stop runnin around
Let s stop playin the middle
Let s stop runnin around
Let s stop playin the middle
Let s stop runnin around
Let s stop playin the middle
Let s stop?

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck what you heard, bitch
Fuck what you heard, bitch
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Fuck what you heard, bitch
Fuck what you heard (Fuck what you?)

Never in my life did I think I d see the day (The day)
Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay
I m goin back in (Who s goin back in?)
I m goin back in (Who s goin back in?)
Let me go back in (Let him go back in)
I ma go back in (He s goin back in) , I ma go in

Let me go in, let me go in, let me go in, let me go
(Boom-boom)
Let me go in, let me go in, let me go in, let me go
(Boom-boom)
Let me go in, let me go in, let me go in, let me go
(Boom-boom)
When niggas act like they don t know, you gotta show em
(You gotta)

I m pleased to report, after many attempts
I climbed out from the mouth of the gritty abyss
The antonym of idiot; who witty as this?
My mind frame has been trained with NVIDIA chips
My rhymes are like shrines for the city I miss
Where, in time, I found beauty in the hideousness
My tongue can set fire to some, inspire the young
Or put a hickey on the titty of the prettiest bitch
I m number one, you gettin the gist?
Anything lower, you better reconsider your list
Play my song when I m gone, I ma still be a myth
Even God gon wonder, How the fuck did he exist?
I mean, could he have just slipped through the cracks?
Ain t let a nigga into Heaven, so I went through the back
And when I entered, I saw a old friend that I dapped
He said, Please, nigga, kick one of the infinite raps
Okay, I flip on tracks long as the beat is on fire
My grip on rap stronger than needle-nose pliers
So, kick on back and enjoy the fresh sound
The best round of Black gettin rich off rap
I m from the town where they zip raw packs
We ve never seen trampoline, but a brick?
You could flip off that
Well, damn, try to compete but they just fall flat
Lot of these weak niggas peak where I lift off at
I never trick off racks, I stack what I attract
The money talks to me and they lack the dialect to
Reply back as I crack the fire acts
Light refracts when the half-Black messiah raps, uh
Fayettenam, where they strapped like Iraq
The narcs in the trap with a knack to hire rats
A man dead cause the feds slapped a wiretap
His dog had his back, so they whacked the chiroprac
Chemically imbalanced, drippin style in gallons
I write schemes in my dreams just for the challenge
Woke up in ice-cold sweats cause the flows I chose next
Are like both sets of Bowflex, uh
Hold your breath for the prose I profess
Cole the G. O. A. T. , fresh like a juice that s cold-pressed
No rest to those who oppose, I don t stress
Rap niggas gotta be in Vogue to pose threats, uh
They don t compare, they re more like Kotex
I m droppin niggas off at the door like coat checks
Hold check, I told you they ain t ready to hoop
Them niggas regular, I m 93 Unleaded, the truth
Hot out the booth, now
I m lookin for my lil Betty Boop, cute
Pardon me, shawty, I been out of the loop
Too many lies to refute, but I gotta rebuke
They tryna put my neck inside of a noose, it s not happenin

(Boom-boom)
(Boom-boom)
Never in my life did I think I d see the day
Where niggas wanna play with my name, but okay
The children that survive the lows and highs
The real will never die, we multiply
(We multiply, we multiply, we multiply)
The history you re told is mostly lies
You say you want the truth? Well, close your eyes
(Close your eyes, close your eyes, close your eyes)