paroles de chanson Villuminati - J. Cole
I'm
a
born
sinner
But
I
die
better
than
that,
I
swear
It's
way
darker
this
time
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
(Born
sinner,
the
opposite
of
a
winner)
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
(Born
sinner,
the
opposite
of
a
winner)
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
(Born
sinner,
the
opposite
of
a
winner)
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
(Now
I'm
in
the
limelight
'cause
I
rhyme
tight)
Cole
(time
to
get
paid,
blow
up
like
the
World
Trade)
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov,
sometimes
I'm
real
like
Pac
Sometimes
I
focus
on
the
flow
to
show
the
skills
I
got
Sometimes
I
focus
on
the
dough,
look
at
these
bills
I
got
This
is
a
message
for
some
rappers
tryna
steal
my
spot
You
niggas
famous
on
the
internet,
I'm
real
life
hot
Homie,
get
your
weight
up,
fake
niggas
get
sprayed
up
My
verbal
AK
slay
faggots
and
I
don't
mean
no
disrespect
Whenever
I
say
faggot,
okay
faggot?
Huh,
don't
be
so
sensitive
If
you
want
to
get
fucked
in
the
ass
That's
between
you
and
whoever
else's
dick
it
is,
pause
Maybe
that
line
was
too
far
Just
a
little
joke
to
show
how
homophobic
you
are
And
who
can
blame
ya?
Boy
Meets
World
I'm
trying
to
find
a
new
Topanga
And
bang
her
out,
no
hangin'
out
My
pop's
was
club
hopping
back
when
Rick
James
was
out
And
all
I
get
is
Trinidad
James,
wait
a
minute
that's
strange
Sip
a
bit
of
champagne,
say
"Fuck"
If
the
hoes
like
it,
I
love
it
nigga
nigga
nigga
Used
to
watch
Rap
City
Big
Tigga
Tigga
Rap
nerd,
even
copped
Rah
Diggah
Diggah
Pac
had
a
nigga
saying
"Fuck
Jigga,
fuck
Biggie"
I
was
only
like
11
so
forgive
me
A
decade
later
I
be
all
up
in
the
city
Tryna
get
Hov
to
fuck
with
me
With
a
burned
CD
full
of
jams
that
was
up
in
my
hand
When
he
said
he
didn't
want
it,
it
was
"Fuck
him
again"
One
day,
he
gon'
regret
playing
me
Little
did
I
know,
in
a
year
he'd
be
fucking
paying
me
What
could
you
say
to
me?
I
beat
the
odds
like
Vegas
I
used
to
rap
about
haters
before
niggas
was
hating
me
Now
they
hate
to
see
a
young
black
man
with
a
college
degree
Fucking
all
these
little
models
for
free,
pardon
me
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
(Born
sinner,
the
opposite
of
a
winner)
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
(Born
sinner,
the
opposite
of
a
winner)
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
(Born
sinner,
the
opposite
of
a
winner)
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
Got
game
back,
and
I
ain't
ever
letting
go
I'm
prince
of
the
city,
I
studied
Machiavelli
You
niggas
couldn't
blow
with
C4
strapped
to
your
belly
I
snuck
up
out
the
parks
where
niggas
be
living
heartless
And
cannot
tell
the
difference
between
Iraqi,
Israeli
So
I'm
wondering
really
what
could
you
actually
tell
me
I'm
tryna
keep
my
homie
from
throwing
crack
in
the
skully
So,
back
with
this
pen
to
give
back
for
my
sins
Took
a
black
president
to
tell
the
Japanese
"Sorry"
But
who
the
fuck
gon'
tell
my
niggas
"sorry"?
Never
seen
his
pops
'cause
he's
sorry
Fucked
up
education,
would
ask
for
reparations
But
I'm
probably
just
gon'
go
and
buy
Ferraris,
vroom
Please
forgive
him
According
to
the
preacher
man
he
needs
Jesus
in
him
But
the
Devil
run
the
TV
so
the
demons
in
him,
I'm
in
trouble
Did
a
deal
with
the
Devil
but
now
I'm
pleading
with
him
Like
give
me
my
soul
My
nigga
I
ain't
ever
letting
you
go
again
I
ain't
ever
letting
go
I
ain't
ever
letting
you
go
again
Please
give
me
my
soul
I
ain't
ever
letting
go
I
ain't
ever
letting
you
go
again
Please
give
me
my
soul
I
ain't
ever
letting
go
But
the
Devil
don't
play
fair
I'm
'bout
to
go
and
join
the
Illuminati
Fuck
everybody
I'm
'bout
to
go
and
join
the
Illuminati
Fuck
everybody
I'm
'bout
to
go
and
join
the
Illuminati
Fuck
everybody
I'm
'bout
to
go
and
join
the
Illuminati
These
next
three
bars
is
dedicated
to
the
retards
Keep
on
asking
me
about
the
Illuminati
Is
you
stupid
nigga?
Young
black
millionaire
Old
white
billionaires,
I'm
sure
that
they
can
do
without
me
And
I
ain't
really
into
sacrificing
human
bodies
Couple
more
A's
I
would
have
been
a
summa
cuma
lade
Beyonce'
told
me
that
she
want
to
cop
the
new
Bugatti
That
shit
is
more
than
what
I'm
worth,
I
think
she
knew
it
probably
Well
this
is
awkward,
awkward
Want
to
know
what
else
is
really
awkward,
awkward?
When
niggas
buy
rings
for
bitches
I
had
flings
with
I'm
praying
I
don't
see
'em
at
the
Oscars,
Oscars
Oh,
hey,
what's
up?
What's
goin'
on
with
you?
Okay
Oh
friend
hug,
friend
hug,
just
friend-,
keep
it
friendly
We
friends,
friends
Re-adjusting
my
target
audience,
'cause
it's
obvious
I've
gone
astray,
losing
my
way
like
Timberlake
Produced
by
Timberland
on
that
goddamn
FutureSex/LoveSounds
What's
playing
in
my
mind?
Just
the
sound
of
my
whole
career
Crash
and
burning,
the
thing
that
I
mostly
fear
Was
on
track
for
the
first
two
years
until
I
let
the
Devil
steer
Now
what
have
we
here?
Mask
my
tears,
but
I
I
ain't
ever
letting
go
I
ain't
ever
letting
you
go
again
I
ain't
ever
letting
go
I
ain't
ever
letting
you
go
again
I
ain't
ever
letting
go
I
ain't
ever
letting
you
go
again
I
ain't
ever
letting
go
Allow
me
to
re-introduce
myself,
my
name
is
Cole
(I
ain't
ever
letting
you
go
again)
My
nigga
(Born
sinner,
the
opposite
of
a
winner)
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
Allow
me
to
re-introduce
myself,
my
name
is
Cole
My
nigga
(Born
sinner,
the
opposite
of
a
winner)
Sometimes
I
brag
like
Hov
Born
sinner
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