bunce road blues
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โฑ๏ธ 5:11 duration
๐ ID: 30294035
๐ Lyrics
All of y'all niggas shoot at the opps and run from the cops
And I don't get it, I ain't suggesting
You fire your weapon at twelve, but hell
Why in the fuck do we feel the niggas
Looking like us that deserve to be killed?
Meanwhile, Capitol Hill been making it
Easy for them to go stuff us in cells
I ain't no preacher for real, I just like to
Cut on the mic and start letting it spill
And I been leaving a trail, you play all
My albums and find you a letter revealed
This a suicide note, come here, look what I wrote
I'm 'bout to kill myself, J. Cole, I don't even want this role
Wanna rebuild myself, tuck my pole under the driver's seat
Nigga, don't try to reach, I'll bust a hole right in your frontal lobe
That's a lobotomy, two months ago, I was on Bus Road
Nigga spotted me, said, "What's up, Cole? I love you, bro"
He said he proud of me, that touched my soul
Wasn't too long ago that I was over here at Sandy First Middle
Had my very first little girlfriend
That would let me get a feel or two
Back then it was considerable, enough to avoid the ridicule
But come another year or two
Boy, you better be fucking on something
My mama ain't never even give me no rubbers
Papa was gone, how to put Trojan on was something I had to discover
All on my own, y'all know the song
I probably been singing this shit for too long
Pardon me if I been sounding like some broken
Record, I come from the brokest of homes
I come from the brokest of homes
It's seven o'clock on the dot, I'm in my drop top
Cruising the streets that I grew up in
I didn't think the same back then
Saying, "Oh, how we changed, man," fuck, that's when
The pistols go pop, bodies drop, they got the block blocked
It's the police, we ain't seen nothing
I just roll up my weed, then get to puffing
And lay back in my seat, oh yes, I'm numb again
Oh, there, there, there
Finding you lose when you choose to neglect
The roots that we grew to protect us, oh
The sun has been blinding lately, mmm
One day you find when your light's out
You always were a bright star to me
Even the times the world didn't say so
One in the morning
If the walls where you are talked, would they fess up?
I'm scared of the tales they'll tell us
Much better if I ignore
Steady, will you be around when I'm ready?
I'd rather you go and be happy
But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh
Yeah, I'm steady, but love might be gone when you're ready
I should move on and be happy
But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh
Love is a mountain climb for you
Thought you were lying, I could pull you
Scared I wouldn't grasp for long, but my hold is strong for you
How many ways must I profess?
Gunshot to your head, die for me
Hey, how can I let you go?
Have mercy, it's broken
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
Have mercy, it's broken
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
And I don't get it, I ain't suggesting
You fire your weapon at twelve, but hell
Why in the fuck do we feel the niggas
Looking like us that deserve to be killed?
Meanwhile, Capitol Hill been making it
Easy for them to go stuff us in cells
I ain't no preacher for real, I just like to
Cut on the mic and start letting it spill
And I been leaving a trail, you play all
My albums and find you a letter revealed
This a suicide note, come here, look what I wrote
I'm 'bout to kill myself, J. Cole, I don't even want this role
Wanna rebuild myself, tuck my pole under the driver's seat
Nigga, don't try to reach, I'll bust a hole right in your frontal lobe
That's a lobotomy, two months ago, I was on Bus Road
Nigga spotted me, said, "What's up, Cole? I love you, bro"
He said he proud of me, that touched my soul
Wasn't too long ago that I was over here at Sandy First Middle
Had my very first little girlfriend
That would let me get a feel or two
Back then it was considerable, enough to avoid the ridicule
But come another year or two
Boy, you better be fucking on something
My mama ain't never even give me no rubbers
Papa was gone, how to put Trojan on was something I had to discover
All on my own, y'all know the song
I probably been singing this shit for too long
Pardon me if I been sounding like some broken
Record, I come from the brokest of homes
I come from the brokest of homes
It's seven o'clock on the dot, I'm in my drop top
Cruising the streets that I grew up in
I didn't think the same back then
Saying, "Oh, how we changed, man," fuck, that's when
The pistols go pop, bodies drop, they got the block blocked
It's the police, we ain't seen nothing
I just roll up my weed, then get to puffing
And lay back in my seat, oh yes, I'm numb again
Oh, there, there, there
Finding you lose when you choose to neglect
The roots that we grew to protect us, oh
The sun has been blinding lately, mmm
One day you find when your light's out
You always were a bright star to me
Even the times the world didn't say so
One in the morning
If the walls where you are talked, would they fess up?
I'm scared of the tales they'll tell us
Much better if I ignore
Steady, will you be around when I'm ready?
I'd rather you go and be happy
But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh
Yeah, I'm steady, but love might be gone when you're ready
I should move on and be happy
But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh
Love is a mountain climb for you
Thought you were lying, I could pull you
Scared I wouldn't grasp for long, but my hold is strong for you
How many ways must I profess?
Gunshot to your head, die for me
Hey, how can I let you go?
Have mercy, it's broken
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
Have mercy, it's broken
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:27.90] All of y'all niggas shoot at the opps and run from the cops
[00:31.03] And I don't get it, I ain't suggesting
[00:32.55] You fire your weapon at twelve, but hell
[00:34.40] Why in the fuck do we feel the niggas
[00:36.13] Looking like us that deserve to be killed?
[00:37.92] Meanwhile, Capitol Hill been making it
[00:39.66] Easy for them to go stuff us in cells
[00:41.42] I ain't no preacher for real, I just like to
[00:43.16] Cut on the mic and start letting it spill
[00:44.90] And I been leaving a trail, you play all
[00:46.49] My albums and find you a letter revealed
[00:48.45] This a suicide note, come here, look what I wrote
[00:51.08] I'm 'bout to kill myself, J. Cole, I don't even want this role
[00:54.49] Wanna rebuild myself, tuck my pole under the driver's seat
[00:58.05] Nigga, don't try to reach, I'll bust a hole right in your frontal lobe
[01:01.44] That's a lobotomy, two months ago, I was on Bus Road
[01:05.04] Nigga spotted me, said, "What's up, Cole? I love you, bro"
[01:08.34] He said he proud of me, that touched my soul
[01:10.54] Wasn't too long ago that I was over here at Sandy First Middle
[01:14.49] Had my very first little girlfriend
[01:16.44] That would let me get a feel or two
[01:18.11] Back then it was considerable, enough to avoid the ridicule
[01:21.58] But come another year or two
[01:23.12] Boy, you better be fucking on something
[01:24.62] My mama ain't never even give me no rubbers
[01:26.64] Papa was gone, how to put Trojan on was something I had to discover
[01:30.16] All on my own, y'all know the song
[01:31.77] I probably been singing this shit for too long
[01:33.69] Pardon me if I been sounding like some broken
[01:35.38] Record, I come from the brokest of homes
[01:39.02] I come from the brokest of homes
[01:42.52]
[01:50.32] It's seven o'clock on the dot, I'm in my drop top
[01:54.18] Cruising the streets that I grew up in
[01:57.68] I didn't think the same back then
[02:00.50] Saying, "Oh, how we changed, man," fuck, that's when
[02:04.30] The pistols go pop, bodies drop, they got the block blocked
[02:08.06] It's the police, we ain't seen nothing
[02:11.13] I just roll up my weed, then get to puffing
[02:14.67] And lay back in my seat, oh yes, I'm numb again
[02:19.71]
[02:43.92] Oh, there, there, there
[02:47.55] Finding you lose when you choose to neglect
[02:52.15] The roots that we grew to protect us, oh
[02:56.48] The sun has been blinding lately, mmm
[03:01.87] One day you find when your light's out
[03:05.26] You always were a bright star to me
[03:08.87] Even the times the world didn't say so
[03:14.16] One in the morning
[03:16.42] If the walls where you are talked, would they fess up?
[03:19.81] I'm scared of the tales they'll tell us
[03:23.15] Much better if I ignore
[03:28.74] Steady, will you be around when I'm ready?
[03:33.88] I'd rather you go and be happy
[03:37.25] But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh
[03:42.29] Yeah, I'm steady, but love might be gone when you're ready
[03:48.22] I should move on and be happy
[03:51.18] But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh
[03:57.53] Love is a mountain climb for you
[04:00.98] Thought you were lying, I could pull you
[04:04.35] Scared I wouldn't grasp for long, but my hold is strong for you
[04:11.43] How many ways must I profess?
[04:14.87] Gunshot to your head, die for me
[04:17.98] Hey, how can I let you go?
[04:25.15] Have mercy, it's broken
[04:28.66] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:32.16] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:35.55] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:39.06] Have mercy, it's broken
[04:42.52] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:46.09] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:49.43] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[05:10.55]
[00:31.03] And I don't get it, I ain't suggesting
[00:32.55] You fire your weapon at twelve, but hell
[00:34.40] Why in the fuck do we feel the niggas
[00:36.13] Looking like us that deserve to be killed?
[00:37.92] Meanwhile, Capitol Hill been making it
[00:39.66] Easy for them to go stuff us in cells
[00:41.42] I ain't no preacher for real, I just like to
[00:43.16] Cut on the mic and start letting it spill
[00:44.90] And I been leaving a trail, you play all
[00:46.49] My albums and find you a letter revealed
[00:48.45] This a suicide note, come here, look what I wrote
[00:51.08] I'm 'bout to kill myself, J. Cole, I don't even want this role
[00:54.49] Wanna rebuild myself, tuck my pole under the driver's seat
[00:58.05] Nigga, don't try to reach, I'll bust a hole right in your frontal lobe
[01:01.44] That's a lobotomy, two months ago, I was on Bus Road
[01:05.04] Nigga spotted me, said, "What's up, Cole? I love you, bro"
[01:08.34] He said he proud of me, that touched my soul
[01:10.54] Wasn't too long ago that I was over here at Sandy First Middle
[01:14.49] Had my very first little girlfriend
[01:16.44] That would let me get a feel or two
[01:18.11] Back then it was considerable, enough to avoid the ridicule
[01:21.58] But come another year or two
[01:23.12] Boy, you better be fucking on something
[01:24.62] My mama ain't never even give me no rubbers
[01:26.64] Papa was gone, how to put Trojan on was something I had to discover
[01:30.16] All on my own, y'all know the song
[01:31.77] I probably been singing this shit for too long
[01:33.69] Pardon me if I been sounding like some broken
[01:35.38] Record, I come from the brokest of homes
[01:39.02] I come from the brokest of homes
[01:42.52]
[01:50.32] It's seven o'clock on the dot, I'm in my drop top
[01:54.18] Cruising the streets that I grew up in
[01:57.68] I didn't think the same back then
[02:00.50] Saying, "Oh, how we changed, man," fuck, that's when
[02:04.30] The pistols go pop, bodies drop, they got the block blocked
[02:08.06] It's the police, we ain't seen nothing
[02:11.13] I just roll up my weed, then get to puffing
[02:14.67] And lay back in my seat, oh yes, I'm numb again
[02:19.71]
[02:43.92] Oh, there, there, there
[02:47.55] Finding you lose when you choose to neglect
[02:52.15] The roots that we grew to protect us, oh
[02:56.48] The sun has been blinding lately, mmm
[03:01.87] One day you find when your light's out
[03:05.26] You always were a bright star to me
[03:08.87] Even the times the world didn't say so
[03:14.16] One in the morning
[03:16.42] If the walls where you are talked, would they fess up?
[03:19.81] I'm scared of the tales they'll tell us
[03:23.15] Much better if I ignore
[03:28.74] Steady, will you be around when I'm ready?
[03:33.88] I'd rather you go and be happy
[03:37.25] But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh
[03:42.29] Yeah, I'm steady, but love might be gone when you're ready
[03:48.22] I should move on and be happy
[03:51.18] But I don't wanna leave you alone, oh
[03:57.53] Love is a mountain climb for you
[04:00.98] Thought you were lying, I could pull you
[04:04.35] Scared I wouldn't grasp for long, but my hold is strong for you
[04:11.43] How many ways must I profess?
[04:14.87] Gunshot to your head, die for me
[04:17.98] Hey, how can I let you go?
[04:25.15] Have mercy, it's broken
[04:28.66] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:32.16] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:35.55] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:39.06] Have mercy, it's broken
[04:42.52] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:46.09] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[04:49.43] I'm handcuffed, I'm roped in
[05:10.55]