Juro "Mez" Davis - Too Deep For The Intro lyrics

[Produced by J. Cole] [Verse 1: J. Cole] Partially functional, half of me is comfortable The other half is close to the cliff like Mrs Huxtable These boys got them hoslters and clips they pack like Lunchables Like white boys in grade school, while we ate school made food Just eyeing they sh**, wish I was trying they sh** Knowing when mama hit the store she wasn't buying that sh** No I ain't crying a bit man, thats just life thats how that sh** work You reach your hand in fire, you pull it back when you get burnt Gotta learn when you get hurt, even if it's with cupid He beat you and you went back, who's officially stupid? Oh yeah I understand that's your man, you had a plan You been together for some years, you sticking with him for the kids So you overlook the tears, but we both know thats a bad look Cause 20 years from now your daughter probably get her a** whooped Look, if this too deep for the intro I'll find another use But just in case its perfect let me introduce Cole [Hook: Erykah Badu] Time to save the world, bearing the world is all the time So many things I still don't know, so many times I've changed my mind Guess I was born to make mistakes, but I ain't scared to take the weight So when I stumble off the path, I know my heart will guide me back [Verse 2: J. Cole] Yea, man, is this too deep for the intro? If so I'll find another use But just in case its perfect, let me introduce It's Cole, I had a dream and so I made a move A ill a** n***a who just so happened to stay in school Still rap for hustlers and mothaf**ers that hated school Said "thats for busters," then heard my sh** and I made it cool It's safe to say that I'm gifted as if I'm Christmas shopping I got gangsta n***as lining up in admissions office Ay possibly cause all the hoes a n***a scraped A lot of sh** up on my plate so you know a n***a late to my first cla** I'd much rather sit up in first cla** Should I admit that a s*utty b**h was my first smash Wasn't experienced, so nah I didn't wear it out Always thought my first time would be someone I cared about But being a virgin was something to be embarra**ed 'bout I used that a** for practice, so I wasn't scared out my mind You call it rhymes I call it clearing out my mind Was just a young boy starin' out my blinds Till I got free from my momma leash Running loose through the streets Like a stray dog in heat And we looking for some freaks can you play, pardon me Whats your name, don't mistake me for no lame, no not me She knew I was on the team cause she seen how tall I be In the club dappin' n***as, even till he R-I-P Damn, you win some, you lose some, that just how its happens And if a n***a step up to ya, then you gotta scrap em Your name is all you got, throwing hands by the bathroom Its funny I barely told nobody I started rapping Cause see some n***as was haters that I just viewed as clowns At 14 I knew I was the nicest dude around I gotta make a move, I gotta do this now If they don't know your dreams, then they can't shoot em down Ha. Yeah n***a. Hell Yeah! I felt that one in my f**in soul [Outro: Erykah Badu] Ooh, hey, I'm trying to decide Which way to go, think I made a wrong turn back there somewhere Ooh, hey, I'm trying to decide Which way to go, think I made a wrong turn back there somewhere