J. Cole

"RNP (Remix)"

[Verse 1]
I got one time to commit murder on sight
I got two times to prove to anybody who might not believe in my production
Rip mic’s in half
f*ck your craft, I do this sh*t for a living
You might not pass when I test you
You better believe that I will deplete a magazine per minute
You can’t compete
Lyrical overdose if you attempt it
This prognosis is permanently protected by the temperature rising every time that I spit
You can take my lines, dissect it
But disrespect it, you get met two Tecs, don’t mess with it
The pinnacle of lyrical murder, get a vest fitted
Wash the gossip out of your mouth, I smell the pus*y on your breath
I smell it on your soul
I smell it every time that you roam
The aroma is inevitable
Get to packin’, leave the rapping to n*ggas who ‘bout that action
You relax for a second too long, be considered lackin’
Back-to-the-basket, annihilate the opposition
I’m on a mission
Extermination’s the best decision
Unfortunately, poetry’s disassociated from rap
Lyricism left for reminiscin’

[Hook]
I’ve only got one time, so keep this note in mind:
I won’t hesitate to take lives, so do not f*ck with mine

[Verse 2]
I forgot to mention that I can commit murder in any dimension
So when I come and step foot in your field, you will not relate still
You will not even feel the pain when I come kill you
Yes, the Reaper will do whatever he has to to eliminate fools, fools
Why you living a double life?
That’s why we’ll never see eye to eye
b*tch-made, you only want the dough
Sell your family, then you hit the road
Oooh, how predictable
Better hop on stage and work that pole, you b*tch

[Hook]
I’ve only got one time, so keep this note in mind:
I won’t hesitate to take lives, so do not f*ck with mine

[Verse 3]
Unleash the steel, I reveal how I do it
Eulogies for instrumentals
Please, nothing to it
I reciprocate the hate thrown in my presence
I light up the atmosphere, flow like a serpent: smooth and ready
You lost already
It’s obvious that I’m detrimental and lethal
When I seek foes, I apply the metal
Let it sing as I spit 16’s packed with riddles
My adversaries lack the lyrical caliber to explode
Microphone gimmicks is all they can impose
Ad libs is mad lit, but it’s not sh*t
Better quit the rainbows ‘fore you get whipped Smith & Wesson style
Hear the message now?
Better update and expand your mental file
A class act – I commit felonies in studios
Is it the murder? Is it the arson? I guess it’s both

[Hook]
I’ve only got one time, so keep this note in mind:
I won’t hesitate to take lives, so do not f*ck with mine

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