G.O.M.D

G.O.M.D

歌手:J. Cole

所属专辑:2014 Forest Hills Drive

发行时间:2014-12-09

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[00:00.000] 作词 : Jonathan Smith/Jermaine Cole/Eric Jackson/Ron Gilmore/Dwight Andrews/Deongelo Holmes

[00:00.032] 作曲 : Jonathan Smith/Jermaine Cole/Eric Jackson/Ron Gilmore/Dwight Andrews/Deongelo Holmes

[00:00.065]Producer:J.Cole

[00:01.065]Writer:J.Cole

[00:02.065]Sample:Berta,Berta(1992)—Branford Marsalis

[00:14.197]Hollywood Cole, go

[00:20.597]Ay Hollywood, ay Hollywood Cole, go

[00:25.639]

[00:55.628]My n!gga done went Hollywood

[00:57.770]You wanna know just where I'm at, well let me tell you 'bout it

[01:01.584]I put my city on the map but let me tell you 'bout it

[01:05.319]They tryna say I can't come back, ayy let me tell you 'bout it

[01:09.028]Man **** them n!ggas I come back, ayy let me tell you 'bout it

[01:12.738]I wanna tell you 'bout it: hands up, everybody run

[01:16.291]Cole outside and he say he got a gun

[01:18.171]N!ggas like "Man that's what everybody said"

[01:20.000]Go and pop the trunk and everybody dead

[01:21.593]Everybody scared of the n!gga, aware that the n!gga is better

[01:24.180]All my b!tches the pick of the litter, never bitter

[01:26.086]N!ggas is fake, they anime

[01:27.497]Me I never hate, get cake like Anna Mae, whoa

[01:29.561]Eat the cake b!tch, eat the damn cake

[01:31.442]**** good, n!gga, we demand great

[01:33.192]Order Domino's and she take off all her clothes

[01:34.785]N!gga you know how it goes, make the pizza man wait

[01:37.815]The best kept secret

[01:38.625]Even Hov tried to keep it and I leaked the damn tape

[01:40.872]Rest in peace any n!gga want beef

[01:42.256]Secret service couldn't keep the man safe

[01:43.719]I said to the window, to the wall

[01:46.070]My n!gga ride when I call

[01:47.899]Got b!tches all in my mind

[01:49.832]**** n!gga blocking my shine

[01:51.660]I know the reason you feel the way

[01:53.724]I know just who you wan' be

[01:55.448]So everyday I thank the man upstairs

[01:57.381]That I ain't you and you ain't me

[01:58.766]Get off my d!ck, whoa

[02:01.273](Get the **** off my d!ck)

[02:02.553]Get off my d!ck, whoa

[02:05.453](Get the **** off my d!ck n!gga)

[02:06.237]Get off my d!ck, b!tch, whoa

[02:08.744](Get the **** off my d!ck)

[02:10.077]Get off my d!ck, whoa

[02:12.820]Man **** them n!ggas I come home and I don't tell nobody

[02:16.660]They gettin' temporary dough and I don't tell nobody

[02:20.395]Lord will you tell me if I changed, I won't tell nobody

[02:24.104]I wanna go back to Jermaine, and I won't tell nobody

[02:27.448]This is the part that the thugs skip!

[02:29.721]Young n!gga never had love

[02:31.079]You know, foot massage, back rub sh!t

[02:33.195]Blowing bubbles in the bathtub sh!t

[02:35.128]That is until I met you

[02:37.140]Together we done watch years go by

[02:38.968]Seen a river of your tears go by

[02:40.823]Got me thinkin' bout some kids, still I

[02:42.651]Tell them hoes come through (The break up)

[02:44.454]Get to know somebody and you really learn a lot about 'em

[02:46.935]Won't be long before you start to doubt 'em

[02:48.268]Tell yourself you better off without 'em

[02:49.835]Then in time you will find can't walk without 'em

[02:51.611]Can't talk without 'em, can't breathe without 'em

[02:53.571]Came here together, you can't leave without 'em

[02:55.268]So you walk back in, make a scene about 'em

[02:57.358]On your Amerie it's just 1 thing about 'em

[02:59.135]It's called love, n!ggas don't sing about it no more

[03:01.486]Don't nobody sing about it no more, no more

[03:06.684]It's called love, n!ggas don't sing about it no more

[03:09.244]Don't nobody sing about it no more

[03:11.386](N!gga I don't sing about this sh!t no more)

[03:12.718]But every n!gga in the club singing

[03:13.998]To the window, to the wall

[03:16.114]My n!gga ride when I call

[03:17.786]Got b!tches all in my mind

[03:19.536]**** n!gga blocking my shine

[03:21.652]I know the reason you feel the way

[03:23.611]I know just who you wan' be

[03:25.335]So everyday I thank the man upstairs

[03:27.321]That I ain't you and you ain't me

[03:28.757]Get off my d!ck

[03:31.030]But every n!gga in the club singing

[03:32.806]Singing this song yeah

[03:35.053]Got all the b!tches in the club singing

[03:36.646]Singing this song yeah

[03:38.919]And all they mamas let their kids sing it

[03:40.225]Sing this song yeah

[03:42.785]The baby mamas and the mistresses

[03:43.882]Sing this song yeah, song yeah

[03:48.140]Song yeah, song song yeah

[03:51.824]

[03:59.033](The make up)

[04:05.068]This sh!t is retarded, goddamn

[04:14.550]Why every rich black n!gga gotta be famous

[04:16.144]Why every poor black n!gga gotta be brainless

[04:18.077]Uh, that's a stereotype

[04:19.748]Driven by some people up in Aerial Heights

[04:21.551]Here's a scenario

[04:22.282]Young Cole pockets is fat like Lil Terrio

[04:24.163]Dreamville, give us a year we'll be on every show

[04:26.854]Yeah, **** n!gga I'm very sure, heh

[04:29.492]**** the rest, I'm the best n!gga out

[04:31.138]When I'm back home I'm the best in the South

[04:32.914]When I'm in LA I'm the best in the West

[04:34.795]You contest? You can test, I'ma stretch n!ggas out

[04:36.806]Oooh I'ma stretch n!ggas out

[04:38.687]That go for all y'all if I left n!ggas out

[04:40.490]This sh!t for everybody on my ********s

[04:42.031]Please make sure you put the rest in your mouth, ho

[04:44.434]

作词 : Jonathan Smith/Jermaine Cole/Eric Jackson/Ron Gilmore/Dwight Andrews/Deongelo Holmes

作曲 : Jonathan Smith/Jermaine Cole/Eric Jackson/Ron Gilmore/Dwight Andrews/Deongelo Holmes

Producer:J.Cole

Writer:J.Cole

Sample:Berta,Berta(1992)—Branford Marsalis

Hollywood Cole, go

Ay Hollywood, ay Hollywood Cole, go


My n!gga done went Hollywood

You wanna know just where I'm at, well let me tell you 'bout it

I put my city on the map but let me tell you 'bout it

They tryna say I can't come back, ayy let me tell you 'bout it

Man **** them n!ggas I come back, ayy let me tell you 'bout it

I wanna tell you 'bout it: hands up, everybody run

Cole outside and he say he got a gun

N!ggas like "Man that's what everybody said"

Go and pop the trunk and everybody dead

Everybody scared of the n!gga, aware that the n!gga is better

All my b!tches the pick of the litter, never bitter

N!ggas is fake, they anime

Me I never hate, get cake like Anna Mae, whoa

Eat the cake b!tch, eat the damn cake

**** good, n!gga, we demand great

Order Domino's and she take off all her clothes

N!gga you know how it goes, make the pizza man wait

The best kept secret

Even Hov tried to keep it and I leaked the damn tape

Rest in peace any n!gga want beef

Secret service couldn't keep the man safe

I said to the window, to the wall

My n!gga ride when I call

Got b!tches all in my mind

**** n!gga blocking my shine

I know the reason you feel the way

I know just who you wan' be

So everyday I thank the man upstairs

That I ain't you and you ain't me

Get off my d!ck, whoa

(Get the **** off my d!ck)

Get off my d!ck, whoa

(Get the **** off my d!ck n!gga)

Get off my d!ck, b!tch, whoa

(Get the **** off my d!ck)

Get off my d!ck, whoa

Man **** them n!ggas I come home and I don't tell nobody

They gettin' temporary dough and I don't tell nobody

Lord will you tell me if I changed, I won't tell nobody

I wanna go back to Jermaine, and I won't tell nobody

This is the part that the thugs skip!

Young n!gga never had love

You know, foot massage, back rub sh!t

Blowing bubbles in the bathtub sh!t

That is until I met you

Together we done watch years go by

Seen a river of your tears go by

Got me thinkin' bout some kids, still I

Tell them hoes come through (The break up)

Get to know somebody and you really learn a lot about 'em

Won't be long before you start to doubt 'em

Tell yourself you better off without 'em

Then in time you will find can't walk without 'em

Can't talk without 'em, can't breathe without 'em

Came here together, you can't leave without 'em

So you walk back in, make a scene about 'em

On your Amerie it's just 1 thing about 'em

It's called love, n!ggas don't sing about it no more

Don't nobody sing about it no more, no more

It's called love, n!ggas don't sing about it no more

Don't nobody sing about it no more

(N!gga I don't sing about this sh!t no more)

But every n!gga in the club singing

To the window, to the wall

My n!gga ride when I call

Got b!tches all in my mind

**** n!gga blocking my shine

I know the reason you feel the way

I know just who you wan' be

So everyday I thank the man upstairs

That I ain't you and you ain't me

Get off my d!ck

But every n!gga in the club singing

Singing this song yeah

Got all the b!tches in the club singing

Singing this song yeah

And all they mamas let their kids sing it

Sing this song yeah

The baby mamas and the mistresses

Sing this song yeah, song yeah

Song yeah, song song yeah


(The make up)

This sh!t is retarded, goddamn

Why every rich black n!gga gotta be famous

Why every poor black n!gga gotta be brainless

Uh, that's a stereotype

Driven by some people up in Aerial Heights

Here's a scenario

Young Cole pockets is fat like Lil Terrio

Dreamville, give us a year we'll be on every show

Yeah, **** n!gga I'm very sure, heh

**** the rest, I'm the best n!gga out

When I'm back home I'm the best in the South

When I'm in LA I'm the best in the West

You contest? You can test, I'ma stretch n!ggas out

Oooh I'ma stretch n!ggas out

That go for all y'all if I left n!ggas out

This sh!t for everybody on my ********s

Please make sure you put the rest in your mouth, ho

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