J. Cole - Still The Hottest lyrics

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J. Cole - Still The Hottest lyrics

[J. Cole] Uhh, what if somebody from the ville that was ill Got a deal on the hottest rap label around But he wasn't talkin bout coke and birds It was more like spoken word Can't you see I'm putting it down Look this is the Roc b**h The new Roc b**h They had it locked well I just copped a new lock b**h Look how I hit em up I'm on some 2Pac sh** We take it to a higher level two octaves Cole, n***a I'm vicious with the flow Don't take no cristal ball to predict that I would blow so quick Get on your current events Oh you ain't heard of that quit No endurance, no insurance You should be so embarra**ed n***a you could have signed me Now you little artist is garbage running behind me so You wanna drop a man, your litter too much Now get back to rap you n***as twitter too much But I keep it hood I could fit in Ku Klux I ain't bitter with you pitiful f** n***as Couldn't tie my tennis shoes Couldn't reach this high if you hit a few blunts Sound like who, ahh b**hes you nuts please I run circles round these rap urkels And if he act Hercules then he could smack purple Relax this is the Roc and guess who stuntin for us And yeah I run my own show n***a Martin Lawrence [Young Chris] Young Boy outta Philly who was ill got a deal On the hottest rap label around And way before he put together words Them n***as was selling birds Guess who puttin it down This is the Roc trick that old Roc sh** I got it locked, I supply the whole block b**h Gimme the loot listen to that old BIG sh** And we dont care about no vest's get your wig hit See that boy vicious on the mic Flow tighter than a girdle on b**hes on a flight Tight, pray for a bright day visions of a night Good weed, little liquor pretty b**hes get me right Baby I'm a baller, I was born in March Madness Whats the clarity its a little bit flaw in your carrots Silly rabbits little ba*tards n***a all of y'all average I be the youngest Jackson with the glove I'm the baddest Get the baddest who*e's dime a dozen on tour Box em out in the paint, d-cousins on boards Hip hop deserve more for the strength of what we saw Give an encore for Biggie smalls shakur Big L and Pun, rest in peace to Pimp The way they paved the way I could never be content Give it up to underdog, highly underrated And this ones dedicated to the ones appreciated Good look… [End]