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7 Minute Drill (Explicit) - J. Cole
Lyrics by：J. Cole
Composed by：J. Cole
Produced by：T-Minus/Conductor Williams
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Turn it up
Yeah turn the vocal up
Uh
Light work like it's PWC
It's a cold world keep the heat under your seat
I got a phone call they say that somebody dissin'
You want some attention it come with extensions
My dog like Say the word he on ******** he itchin'
Done put in so much work in these streets he got pension
I told him chill out how I look havin' henchman
If shots get to poppin' I'm the one doin' the clenchin'
I came up in the 'Ville so I'm good when it's tension
He still doin' shows but fell off like the Simpsons
Your first **** was classic your last **** was tragic
Your second **** put niggas to sleep but they gassed it
Your third **** was massive and that was your prime
I was trailin' right behind and I just now hit mine
Now I'm front of the line with a comfortable lead
How ironic soon as I got it now he want somethin' with me
Well he caught me at the perfect time jump up and see
Boy I got here off of bars not no controversy
Funny thing about it ***** I don't even want the prestige
**** the Grammys 'cause them crackers ain't never done nothin' for me ho
Slugs took my nigga's soul d**gs took another one
The rap beef ain't realer than the **** I seen in Cumberland
He averagin' one hard verse like every thirty months or somethin'
If he wasn't dissin' then we wouldn't be discussin' him
Lord don't make me have to smoke this nigga 'cause I **** with him
But push come to shove on this mic I will humble him
I'm Nino with this thing this that New Jack City meme
Yeah I'm aimin' at G-Money cryin' tears before I bust at him
If shots get to poppin' I'm the one doin' the
Conductor conductor conductor
I got mixed feelings 'bout these ******* rap niggas
It's over for that cap we official cap peelers
Two-six we don't at niggas we get at niggas
Shoot a nigga lights out yeah my dogs stat fillers
Stat stuffers triple-double get your a*s black duffled
Body bag body bag body bag
Cole World your instructor for pilates class
Get a nigga stretched if I feel the disrespect uh
Your arms might be too short to box with the god
Who live his life without the pressures of a constant facade
I pray for peace but if a nigga cease these positive vibes
A Falcon 9 inside my pocket ***** this rocket gon' fly
Now it's poppin' outside like the top of July
My text flooded with the hunger for a toxic reply
I'm hesitant I love my brother but I'm not gonna lie
I'm powered up for real that **** would feel like swattin' a fly
Four albums in twelve years nigga I can divide
**** if this is what you want I'm indulgin' in violence
Put pictures in my home aim the chrome at your eyelids
Fly pebbles at your dome we the Stone Temple Pilots
This is merely a warning shot to back niggas down
Back in the town where they whippin' work and traffickin' pounds
My jack jumpin' 'bout a rapper makin' blasphemous sounds
Switchin' sides like the tassel on the cap and the gown
I'm fully loaded nigga I can drop two classics right now
Hah let me chill out man
Conductor
The Fall Off on the way nigga