The Jig Is Up
Praise to the almighty, HiiiPower
Me and my niggas (Live forever)
3 eyes to my alumni
Feel this
I wanna hear it, turn me up (My niggas on point, game tight)
Turn me up a little bit more nigga (My niggas on point, game tight)
My nigga Cole in this motherfucker. Wassup nigga?
(My niggas on point, game tight)
There we go yeah, turn me up
Picture plenty pussies throwing pellet guns at me
Paranoia making it more than difficult for me to sleep
Pinnacle, I know I be, centerfold, I know I got
But they hate to frame me as the Mona Lisa of Hip-Hop
So retaliation is a must, when we bend the block
My niggas dumpn out the roof, (Do-do-do-do-do)
Drive past, guns blast, shooting up the charts too
Uh, me K-D-O-T, put TNT inside my suit
Walk inside the label, struck a match, and then I blew, bomb
C4 everywhere, C4 everywhere
I got three whores with me, it smells like Dior and derrière
Decoys die slow, you can detour to Heavens stairs
Or walk inside Hells dungeon, I just might derail something
They pussies, I smell something
You douche on the daily, niggas, you pushin up daisy
I push the gas on the Mercedes, nigga
Came in this game with a Rolie chain, and a dream
Became reality , made some casualties, my choppers scream
And now we dumpn out the roof, (Do-do-do-do-do)
Drive past, guns blast, shooting up the charts too
Uh, me K-D-O-T, put T-N-T inside my suit
Uh, walk inside the label, struck a match and then I blew
Nigga that thought Good Kid gon flop, or that I might go pop
Or your bitch wont drop, knees when my shit drop
Yall too infatuated with the fucking numbers
Which make it easy for me to divide and conquer
I come from Compton, we aint have it all
Smokers basing inside the cafeteria hall
And Im putting fear in you all, see your skeletons shaking
Jump out your body, you Ricky Bobby until you naked
Yall pray to God this week I be putting out bombs
I pray to God this beat is good enough for Shyne
If not J. Cole, your shit is trash
But at least my opinion just made everyone laugh
This is where we at? I guess its entertainment
I guess this is speculation making a classic came with
If I aint have the patience Id probably self destruct
Real people want real music, the jig is up
Your worst fear is confirmed
We love that you crashed and burned
The real is back
K. Dot its your turn, take your victory lap
King Cole salutin Comptons own King Kendrick
Thats the sky is falling, the wind is calling
Stand for something or die in the morning
The city hail King Kendrick Lamar
The world hail King Kendrick Lamar
This is my life and I look at it like its my last
And Im lookin right past the future as I reminisce on my past
And I dont even think how I used to, my mind is on rocket blast
And I dont even drink like I used too , and I dont even smoke
So you know this natural flow is for users since they want to go to rehab
Lookin at the coke that he had, matter factthat followers bother them
Then but I wont say my bad, see I just lay in the cut
Watch the product stack up, motherfucker what what
See now we dumpin out the roof