Still the Hottest

Lyrics

[Hook: J. Cole] Uhh, what if somebody from the ville that was ill Got a deal on the hottest rap label around But he wasn't talkin bout coke and birds This is more like spoken word Can't you see I'm putting it down [Post Hook: J. Cole] Look this is the Roc bitch, the new Roc bitch They had it locked well I just copped a new lock bitch Look how I hit 'em up I'm on some 2Pac shit [Verse 1: J. Cole] We take it to a higher level two octaves Cole, nigga I'm vicious with the flow Don't take no crystal ball to predict that I would blow so quick Get on your current events, oh you ain't heard of that quit No endurance, I'm sick, no insurance You should be so embarrassed nigga you could have signed me Now you little artist is garbage running behind me so You wanna drop a man, your litter too much Now get back to rap you niggas twitter too much But I keep it hood I could fit in Ku Klux I ain't bitter with you pitiful fuck niggas Couldn't tie my tennis shoes Couldn't reach this high if you hit a few blunts Sound like who, ahh bitches you nuts please I run circles round these rap urkels And if he act Hercules then he could smack purple Relax this is the Roc and guess who stuntin for us And yeah I run my own show, nigga, Martin Lawrence [Hook: Young Chris] Young Boy outta Philly who was ill got a deal On the hottest rap label around And way before he put together words Them niggas was selling birds Guess who puttin it down [Post Hook: Young Chris] This is the Roc trick that old Roc shit I got it locked, I supply the whole block bitch Gimme the loot listen to that old BIG shit And we dont care about no vest's get your wig hit [Verse 2: Young Chris] See that boy vicious on the mic Flow tighter than a girdle on bitches on a flight Tight, pray for a bright day visions of a night Good weed, little liquor pretty bitches get me right Baby I'm a baller, I was born in March Madness Whats the clarity its a little bit flaw in your carrots Silly rabbits little bastards nigga all of y'all average I be the youngest Jackson with the glove I'm the baddest Get the baddest whore's dime a dozen on tour Box 'em out in the paint, d-cousins on boards Hip hop deserve more for the strength of what we saw Give an encore for Biggie Smalls Shakur Big L and Pun, rest in peace to Pimp The way they paved the way I could never be content Give it up to underdog, highly underrated And this ones dedicated to the ones appreciated Good look…