Villuminati

(I'm a born sinner, but I'll die better than that, I swear)

It's way darker this time
Huh, come on

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, uh
(Now I'm in the limelight 'cause I rhyme tight)
(Time to get paid, blow up like the World Trade) Cole

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? Uh
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 tryna find a new Topanga
And bang her out, no hangin' out
My pops was club hoppin' 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 it
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 sayin': Fuck Jigga, fuck Biggie
I was only like eleven, so forgive me
A decade later, I'd 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 playin' me
Little did I know in a year he'd be fuckin' payin' me, what could you say to me?
I beat the odds like Vegas, I used to rap about haters
Before niggas was hatin' me, now they hate to see a
Young black man with a college degree
Fuckin' 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 the game back and I ain't ever lettin' go

I'm the prince of the city, I studied Machiavelli
You niggas couldn't blow with C4 strapped to your belly
I snuck up out the parts where niggas be livin' heartless
And cannot tell the difference between Iraqi, Israeli
And so I'm wonderin' really what could you actually tell me
I'm tryna keep my homie from throwin' 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
Accordin' to the preacher man, he needs Jesus in him
But the Devil run the TV so the demons in 'em
I'm in trouble, did a deal with the Devil, now I'm pleadin' with him
Like, give me my soul

My nigga
I ain't ever lettin' you go again
I ain't ever lettin' go
I ain't ever lettin' you go again (please, give me my soul)
I ain't ever lettin' go
I ain't ever lettin' you go again (please give me my soul)
I ain't ever lettin' go
(I ain't ever lettin' go again) 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, huh

These next three bars is dedicated to the retards
Keep on askin' 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 sacrificin' human bodies
Couple more A's I would've been a Summa Cuma Laude
Beyoncé told me that she want to cop the blue 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 prayin' I don't see 'em at the Oscars, Oscars

(Hey, J. Cole, this way, hey)
Oh, hey, what's up? What's goin' on with you? Okay, bring her up
(Big smile, man, big smile, let me see that crooked smile)
(J. Cole, J. Cole, this way, look this way)
Oh, friend hug, friend hug, just keep it friendly
We friends, friends

Re-adjustin' my target audience 'cause it's obvious
I've gone astray, losin' my way like Timberlake
Produced by Timbaland on that goddamn FutureSex/LoveSounds
What's playin' in my mind? Just the sound of my whole career
Crash and burnin' and 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 lettin' go
I ain't ever lettin' you go again
I ain't ever lettin' go
I ain't ever lettin' you go again
I ain't ever lettin' go
I ain't ever lettin' you go again
I ain't ever lettin' go
I ain't ever lettin' you go again

Allow me to re-introduce myself, my name is Cole
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