[Hook: J Cole] (00:22) n***a why you actin' like a ho?/ Know that I'm a ride for you either way it go/ Tell me girl, why you be stressin' me for time?/ When you tell me you love me/ Can't you see I'm trynna grind?/ Yeah, my n***a why you actin' like a b**h?/ If you scared to take a chance/ How the f** we gone get rich?/ Come here baby, why you always insecure?/ Hold on tight to a n***a and be sure/ [Verse 1] (00:43) One time for your mind, never stay confused/ f**in' with the unloved who love the abuse/ Give love to earn a truce, sh** fire in the booth/ Wipe my a** with the mic' and deliver Blue's Clues/ That means to serve every single bar with a limerick/ Anecdotes, wordplay, and sh**-dippers, I call 'em dipsh**s/ Walkin' round and gettin' it, don't own any cars/ f** You if you ain't about the art of bars from the stars/ [Hook] (01:05) [Verse 2] (01:27) Two times for the grind, never play the fool/ Never say never but oxymorons live in these rooms/ Bunch of doped-up n***as just living like coons/ Grand Puba for the students who're true to the rules/ Dalai Llama, Deepak Chopra, Elijah Muhammad/ Three men of faith, what they got in common?/ Attaching the spiritual to the body of the Tutankhamen/ The meaning of GODbody, so why you think I'm on it?/ I give 'em flows like Christmas is just around the corner/ Trynna celebrate Hanukkah and Kwanzaa as a supporter/ Of the real, shoot-to-k** till they k**-to-shoot, Chris Dorner/ Tsarnaev on the track, bombin' n***as back to law and order/ Follow procedures or have your legs removed like Diabetes/ Would do to you if you refuse to supplement the treatment/ Swiss cheese rappers with fibergla** as if I fed it Wheaties/ The screenings high in fiber and you need to die, sir/ k**er emotions like the emoticons' a hitman for hire/ [Hook] (02:11) [Bridge] Am not I the king of lyrical, spiritual magens/ Just imagine if lyrics never came into fashion/ n***as'll be rappin' and dressin' like Thugga/ Pushin' the promotion of the opposite of a come-up/ You be on the come-out lookin' to come out undercover/ After that, bodies is what's stashed in the station wagon/ I'll take my chances if you n***as start takin' glances/ Poker face airtight as the lock on an airplane landing/ [Verse 3] (02:55) Three times because the charm's comin' strong/ Who the fizzuck decided to put you n***as on?/ Where the hell are these emcees headed, dawg?/ Rhymin' schemes that'll rebuild dreams within dreams/ Inception's a good theme/ /////////// ////////////////