Unabomber
作曲 : J. Cole
"Unabomber"
Yeah
Fresh off the mother****ing broadcast
And I'm here, fuego mother****er
Yeah, hey, uh, it's happening fast
Yeah, uh
I told mother****ers on the low, they ain't hear it though
Boy that man in the mirror is a miracle
Hey wipe your face, momma told you no more tears would flow
We eating better than we was a few years ago
Sent you Western Union on pay day, a week later it's mayday
So you returned the favor, we stayed afloat like some sailors
Bill collectors blowing us up, the couldn't fade us
Nigga I made straight A's, go ahead, try and degrade us, haters
But this one's funny: man one year later I was on them phones
Collecting money, a lesson from me: everybody's got a story dog
Unfortunately learned I can't do nothing for you dog
I'm trying to run the whole game like a morning jog
With hits like a porno blog
Not hopping out to shower to make ten dollars an hour
Ain't judging though, to each his own
You pay your bills and raise your kids inside a decent home
More power to you, but a message to you mother****ing mother****ers
I hope your kids grow up and never wanna **** with you
This punk mother****er knocked up two hoes at the same time
And told this mother****er they was lying dog, they ain't mine
That's cold blooded but ain't nothing new
Same old, mother****er it though, what's up with you?
If you made it this far listening without skipping
Then I gotta show love, don't worry I'm just venting
The late night thoughts of a mother****er on a mission
And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position
Tuck that ass in and then I went and grabbed a pen
And now you have it, words flowing like magic, it's truly accurate
You mother****ers posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant!
Nobody touching me, it's like I got the cooties rapping
Remember when we called mother****ers African booty scratchers?
Yeah that was random man, but so is life
You grab your needle, grab your thread, and hope you sew it right
I find myself fiending for a spot to go at night
With the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite
The fast lane makes me reminisce on slower life
The unabomber, mother****er I'm blowing up overnight (BOOM!)
Hey, yo, it's happening fast
I say it's happening fast
All the drama that I had to get past
Will it last? Or will it pass?
Just as quick as it came
Hoes knowing my name
Dog, welcome to fame
I pray to God we don't change
But even if you don't
Most mother****ers look at you strange
But I guess I can't complain (Hey)
Hey man it's happening fast
I say it's happening fast
I say it's happening fast
UnabomberLRC歌词
[00:00.00] 作曲 : J. Cole
[00:00.00]"Unabomber"
[00:02.00]Yeah
[00:03.97]Fresh off the mother****ing broadcast
[00:08.85]And I'm here, fuego mother****er
[00:11.98]Yeah, hey, uh, it's happening fast
[00:20.46]Yeah, uh
[00:23.87]I told mother****ers on the low, they ain't hear it though
[00:26.44]Boy that man in the mirror is a miracle
[00:29.01]Hey wipe your face, momma told you no more tears would flow
[00:32.22]We eating better than we was a few years ago
[00:35.00]Sent you Western Union on pay day, a week later it's mayday
[00:38.77]So you returned the favor, we stayed afloat like some sailors
[00:41.58]Bill collectors blowing us up, the couldn't fade us
[00:44.55]Nigga I made straight A's, go ahead, try and degrade us, haters
[00:48.33]But this one's funny: man one year later I was on them phones
[00:51.57]Collecting money, a lesson from me: everybody's got a story dog
[00:55.29]Unfortunately learned I can't do nothing for you dog
[00:58.31]I'm trying to run the whole game like a morning jog
[01:01.33]With hits like a porno blog
[01:02.68]Not hopping out to shower to make ten dollars an hour
[01:05.26]Ain't judging though, to each his own
[01:07.49]You pay your bills and raise your kids inside a decent home
[01:10.50]More power to you, but a message to you mother****ing mother****ers
[01:13.42]I hope your kids grow up and never wanna **** with you
[01:16.43]This punk mother****er knocked up two hoes at the same time
[01:19.31]And told this mother****er they was lying dog, they ain't mine
[01:22.68]That's cold blooded but ain't nothing new
[01:24.70]Same old, mother****er it though, what's up with you?
[01:27.07]If you made it this far listening without skipping
[01:29.83]Then I gotta show love, don't worry I'm just venting
[01:32.55]The late night thoughts of a mother****er on a mission
[01:35.33]And I rock my girl to sleep in missionary position
[01:38.44]Tuck that ass in and then I went and grabbed a pen
[01:41.41]And now you have it, words flowing like magic, it's truly accurate
[01:44.78]You mother****ers posing like some hoes up in a beauty pageant!
[01:47.55]Nobody touching me, it's like I got the cooties rapping
[01:50.93]Remember when we called mother****ers African booty scratchers?
[01:53.75]Yeah that was random man, but so is life
[01:56.17]You grab your needle, grab your thread, and hope you sew it right
[01:58.93]I find myself fiending for a spot to go at night
[02:01.90]With the liquor flowing steady and the hoes polite
[02:05.06]The fast lane makes me reminisce on slower life
[02:07.83]The unabomber, mother****er I'm blowing up overnight (BOOM!)
[02:11.55]Hey, yo, it's happening fast
[02:14.02]I say it's happening fast
[02:17.55]All the drama that I had to get past
[02:20.31]Will it last? Or will it pass?
[02:22.68]Just as quick as it came
[02:24.14]Hoes knowing my name
[02:25.45]Dog, welcome to fame
[02:26.75]I pray to God we don't change
[02:28.37]But even if you don't
[02:29.82]Most mother****ers look at you strange
[02:31.28]But I guess I can't complain (Hey)
[02:33.80]Hey man it's happening fast
[02:35.76]I say it's happening fast
[02:40.08]I say it's happening fast
