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j. cole - can i bus كلمات الأغنية

[intro]
yeah
it’s therapist
the golden child
yeah
peep what i’m saying
yo, yo, check it, yo

[verse 1]
yeah you cats is fly but your plane is crashing
you came and p-ssed
my range blasting
i came slashing
same fashion
that oj stabbed him
my brain’s packed with more lines than caine addicts
these insane raps should stay wrapped in a straitjacket
you featherweight cl-ss b-tch
don’t want mine
that’s why your whole squad is telling me
“pick on someone your own size”
i got the whole nine
ain’t perfect but i’m border lining
my album come with a surgeon general’s warning on it (sick)
i spit a born vomit
the hot sh-t
even when i die sh-t
i’ll still be the livest
quit with the nonsense
you hating but you feeling it though
stepped on stage
got arrested for stealing the show
stealing the zone
never left it
n-ggas never contested
on a five star scale you get one less then texas (get it)
i got narcoleptics
why the whote now
when this sh-t goes down
n-ggas barely show up when i show down
i hold ground
go more rounds than carrousels
and you beating me only happens in fairy tales
you dreaming
my pieces is so dope you feinding
that cole flow you sink
when i dive off the deep end
i’m head hunting
heads front
but ain’t said nothing
so heads up or spill red blood cause your head is gushing
b-tch what
no std’s
but still a sick f-ck
you blast from point blank range and never hit once
i’m heaven sent
from devilish
to specialist
you n-ggas couldn’t make a good impression of what cements
so throw up the white flag
no need to fight back
drop your mic
head to the freezer
and grab the knife pack
get your lights sn-tched
i’m cold as the ice cap
sold my soul to satan
turned around and stole it right back
i’m jacking dead broke folks cause i’m dirt poorer
i tried to ball but fouled out in the first quarter
flagrant rhymes
the facts that you proclaiming
they aiming the same phrase as mine
taking the same frame of mind
i’m out to shine on any track that i’m hopping on
changing album names
the false alarm
it’s not the bomb
the style is off the wall
kick sh-t like bandhan
therapist is the man
hands down like a handstand
with a grand flow and my heart had to follow
i’m so ahead of my time i wrote this rhyme tomorrow, what

- j cole

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