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[00:00.000] 作词 : J. Cole
[00:01.000] 作曲 : J. Cole
[00:16.440] Killer, it's The Off-Season
[00:18.580] Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't ****in' with my man
[00:20.696] And don't check your watch, you know the time
[00:22.805] Cole World, Killa Cam, n***as is ****in' finished (Yeah)
[00:26.282] This s**t too easy for me now
[00:27.957] N***a, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around
[00:31.393] What you sold, I triple that, I can't believe these ****in' clowns
[00:34.742] Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou'
[00:39.779] If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down
[00:43.039] If you hated on a n***a, please don't greet me with a pound
[00:46.402] I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around
[00:49.752] Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now
[00:53.081] Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground
[00:56.336] Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown
[00:59.791] Vivid memories, n***as start to squeeze, we duckin' down
[01:03.058] So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud
[01:06.343] I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death
[01:10.581] No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref
[01:13.878] I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept
[01:17.194] And got they O's off, you reach, n***as uppin' like Steph
[01:20.490] To blow your nose off, could zoom tight, and then resume flight
[01:24.077] As if it never happened, s**t we witnessed full of so much sickness
[01:27.373] Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton
[01:29.935] Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten
[01:35.631] They gon' forever fatten
[01:37.424] See, we tried to tell n***as, they act like they don't ****in' speak English
[01:41.000] (Start, start, start)
[01:41.556] Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal
[01:43.588] I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the-
[01:45.381] The n***a that made them peep the reaper
[01:47.498] Creepin' on ya, the sin of failure reakin' on ya
[01:50.756] Check your genitalia, pussy n***as bleedin' on yourself
[01:54.228] ****in' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health
[01:57.357] All your n***as eatin' off your wealth
[01:59.836] All my n***as feedin' all theyselves, and it feels swell
[02:03.110] Krispy Kreme dreams, sometimes my dawgs wanna kill 12 (Uh)
[02:07.062] 'Cause they said they harassin'
[02:08.624] We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly
[02:10.560] That end in the deadliest fashion
[02:11.852] My young n***as nutty, they blastin'
[02:13.699] Bullets be hummin' like Cudi, but one of your hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin'
[02:17.057] All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways
[02:19.290] Shots poppin' off y'all, laid down, cops choppin' off y'all legs now
[02:22.863] (S**t) God's watchin', "Hey, Yahweh"
[02:25.111] My n***as looked up to the sky like we sendin' it y'all way
[02:29.565] We sendin' it y'all way
[02:31.431] That's what the **** I'm talkin' 'bout
[02:33.141] Y'all see what the **** goin' on out here
[02:34.870] I-95 s**t, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, n***a
[02:40.168] Put your hood up
[02:41.276] Put your hood up
[02:42.894] Put your hood up
[02:44.581] Put your clique up
[02:46.200] Put your clique up
[02:47.855] Put your clique up
[02:49.492] Put your clique up
[02:51.248] Put your clique up
[02:52.964] Represent your s**t, mother****er
[02:56.387] Represent your s**t, mother****er
[02:59.618] Represent your clique, mother****er
[03:02.980] Represent your clique, mother****er
[03:06.353] If you scared to throw it up, get the **** out the club
[03:09.783] If you scared to throw it up, get the **** out the club
[00:01.000] 作曲 : J. Cole
[00:16.440] Killer, it's The Off-Season
[00:18.580] Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't ****in' with my man
[00:20.696] And don't check your watch, you know the time
[00:22.805] Cole World, Killa Cam, n***as is ****in' finished (Yeah)
[00:26.282] This s**t too easy for me now
[00:27.957] N***a, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around
[00:31.393] What you sold, I triple that, I can't believe these ****in' clowns
[00:34.742] Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou'
[00:39.779] If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down
[00:43.039] If you hated on a n***a, please don't greet me with a pound
[00:46.402] I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around
[00:49.752] Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now
[00:53.081] Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground
[00:56.336] Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown
[00:59.791] Vivid memories, n***as start to squeeze, we duckin' down
[01:03.058] So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud
[01:06.343] I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death
[01:10.581] No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref
[01:13.878] I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept
[01:17.194] And got they O's off, you reach, n***as uppin' like Steph
[01:20.490] To blow your nose off, could zoom tight, and then resume flight
[01:24.077] As if it never happened, s**t we witnessed full of so much sickness
[01:27.373] Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton
[01:29.935] Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten
[01:35.631] They gon' forever fatten
[01:37.424] See, we tried to tell n***as, they act like they don't ****in' speak English
[01:41.000] (Start, start, start)
[01:41.556] Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal
[01:43.588] I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the-
[01:45.381] The n***a that made them peep the reaper
[01:47.498] Creepin' on ya, the sin of failure reakin' on ya
[01:50.756] Check your genitalia, pussy n***as bleedin' on yourself
[01:54.228] ****in' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health
[01:57.357] All your n***as eatin' off your wealth
[01:59.836] All my n***as feedin' all theyselves, and it feels swell
[02:03.110] Krispy Kreme dreams, sometimes my dawgs wanna kill 12 (Uh)
[02:07.062] 'Cause they said they harassin'
[02:08.624] We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly
[02:10.560] That end in the deadliest fashion
[02:11.852] My young n***as nutty, they blastin'
[02:13.699] Bullets be hummin' like Cudi, but one of your hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin'
[02:17.057] All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways
[02:19.290] Shots poppin' off y'all, laid down, cops choppin' off y'all legs now
[02:22.863] (S**t) God's watchin', "Hey, Yahweh"
[02:25.111] My n***as looked up to the sky like we sendin' it y'all way
[02:29.565] We sendin' it y'all way
[02:31.431] That's what the **** I'm talkin' 'bout
[02:33.141] Y'all see what the **** goin' on out here
[02:34.870] I-95 s**t, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, n***a
[02:40.168] Put your hood up
[02:41.276] Put your hood up
[02:42.894] Put your hood up
[02:44.581] Put your clique up
[02:46.200] Put your clique up
[02:47.855] Put your clique up
[02:49.492] Put your clique up
[02:51.248] Put your clique up
[02:52.964] Represent your s**t, mother****er
[02:56.387] Represent your s**t, mother****er
[02:59.618] Represent your clique, mother****er
[03:02.980] Represent your clique, mother****er
[03:06.353] If you scared to throw it up, get the **** out the club
[03:09.783] If you scared to throw it up, get the **** out the club
作词 : J. Cole
作曲 : J. Cole
Killer, it's The Off-Season
Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't ****in' with my man
And don't check your watch, you know the time
Cole World, Killa Cam, n***as is ****in' finished (Yeah)
This s**t too easy for me now
N***a, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around
What you sold, I triple that, I can't believe these ****in' clowns
Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou'
If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down
If you hated on a n***a, please don't greet me with a pound
I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around
Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now
Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground
Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown
Vivid memories, n***as start to squeeze, we duckin' down
So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud
I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death
No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref
I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept
And got they O's off, you reach, n***as uppin' like Steph
To blow your nose off, could zoom tight, and then resume flight
As if it never happened, s**t we witnessed full of so much sickness
Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton
Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten
They gon' forever fatten
See, we tried to tell n***as, they act like they don't ****in' speak English
(Start, start, start)
Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal
I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the-
The n***a that made them peep the reaper
Creepin' on ya, the sin of failure reakin' on ya
Check your genitalia, pussy n***as bleedin' on yourself
****in' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health
All your n***as eatin' off your wealth
All my n***as feedin' all theyselves, and it feels swell
Krispy Kreme dreams, sometimes my dawgs wanna kill 12 (Uh)
'Cause they said they harassin'
We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly
That end in the deadliest fashion
My young n***as nutty, they blastin'
Bullets be hummin' like Cudi, but one of your hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin'
All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways
Shots poppin' off y'all, laid down, cops choppin' off y'all legs now
(S**t) God's watchin', "Hey, Yahweh"
My n***as looked up to the sky like we sendin' it y'all way
We sendin' it y'all way
That's what the **** I'm talkin' 'bout
Y'all see what the **** goin' on out here
I-95 s**t, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, n***a
Put your hood up
Put your hood up
Put your hood up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Represent your s**t, mother****er
Represent your s**t, mother****er
Represent your clique, mother****er
Represent your clique, mother****er
If you scared to throw it up, get the **** out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the **** out the club
作曲 : J. Cole
Killer, it's The Off-Season
Let's keep it tall, y'all ain't ****in' with my man
And don't check your watch, you know the time
Cole World, Killa Cam, n***as is ****in' finished (Yeah)
This s**t too easy for me now
N***a, Cole been goin' plat' since back when CDs was around
What you sold, I triple that, I can't believe these ****in' clowns
Look how everybody clappin' when your thirty-song album do a measly hundred thou'
If I'm bettin' on myself, then I'll completely double down
If you hated on a n***a, please don't greet me with a pound
I be stayin' out the way, but if the beef do come around
Could put a M right on your head, you Luigi brother now
Trace my steps all in this game, you could see we cover ground
Back and forth from NC to New York when Jeezy had the crown
Vivid memories, n***as start to squeeze, we duckin' down
So many shells left on the ground, it make the Easter Bunny proud
I get up, dust my clothes off, sleep is the cousin of death
No plans to doze off, the streets, it don't come with a ref
I never sold soft, just creeped where the hustlers crept
And got they O's off, you reach, n***as uppin' like Steph
To blow your nose off, could zoom tight, and then resume flight
As if it never happened, s**t we witnessed full of so much sickness
Angels sheddin' tears in Heaven, word to Eric Clapton
Off this clever rapping, bitch, my pockets gon' forever fatten
They gon' forever fatten
See, we tried to tell n***as, they act like they don't ****in' speak English
(Start, start, start)
Bitch, my pen to the paper's lethal
I'm sendin' 'em straight to meet the-
The n***a that made them peep the reaper
Creepin' on ya, the sin of failure reakin' on ya
Check your genitalia, pussy n***as bleedin' on yourself
****in' with Cole is bold, but it's impedin' on your health
All your n***as eatin' off your wealth
All my n***as feedin' all theyselves, and it feels swell
Krispy Kreme dreams, sometimes my dawgs wanna kill 12 (Uh)
'Cause they said they harassin'
We seen dilemmas like Nelly and Kelly
That end in the deadliest fashion
My young n***as nutty, they blastin'
Bullets be hummin' like Cudi, but one of your hoodies Spaghetti-O splashin'
All over the driveway, y'all talkin' all sideways
Shots poppin' off y'all, laid down, cops choppin' off y'all legs now
(S**t) God's watchin', "Hey, Yahweh"
My n***as looked up to the sky like we sendin' it y'all way
We sendin' it y'all way
That's what the **** I'm talkin' 'bout
Y'all see what the **** goin' on out here
I-95 s**t, Carolina, 2-6, stand up, n***a
Put your hood up
Put your hood up
Put your hood up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Put your clique up
Represent your s**t, mother****er
Represent your s**t, mother****er
Represent your clique, mother****er
Represent your clique, mother****er
If you scared to throw it up, get the **** out the club
If you scared to throw it up, get the **** out the club
